I was watching television in the living room when my son-in-law walked in, turned it off, and said to me: “Go to your room, old lady. This living room is mine now.” My daughter looked away. I took my keys and left. The next day, a man in a suit rang the doorbell.
From the car parked in front of the house, Helen watched the porch, her heart pounding. Beside her, attorney Daniel…