His face reddened.
Marissa appeared behind him.
“Clara, this is ridiculous!”
I simply reminded them that they needed to make arrangements to move.
Later, Marissa discovered I’d put away the groceries I purchased.
She was furious.
“You’re embarrassing us!”
“No,” I replied. “I’m finished being taken for granted.”
That afternoon, Daniel called from a restaurant.
“My card was declined! What did you do?”
“I canceled it.”
“I’m having lunch with clients!”
“Then you’ll need to pay with your own money.”
When he returned home, twenty empty moving boxes were waiting outside his bedroom.
He stormed downstairs.
“You can’t throw us out! This is my home too!”
I opened a blue folder and showed him the property deed.
Clara Ann Bennett. Sole owner.
“Your father and I bought this house, Daniel. You were already an adult. You have no ownership in it.”
Then Marissa delivered her threat.
