Chapter 19. Mom

She was running her fingers through a rack of dresses thinking of the events of the morning when her phone started ringing.

“Don’t answer it,” Janka warned as she noted the name on the display.

She declined the call and then groaned when it immediately started ringing again.

“Dang it.” Angrily she pushed the rack of clothes aside and answered the phone. “Mom, what do you want?”

“You bulldozed the house?”

“No. I sold the house. The guy who bought it from me bulldozed it. He’s building a play park.”

“Your sister is devastated.”

“Okay, Mom, I need you to hear me, and I mean really hear me, right now. She needs psychiatric help. She is so fixated on having everything which is mine, she has become unhinged. She is mentally ill.”

“She loves you. She wants to be like you.”

“No, she hates me, and she wants to destroy me and everything I love. Everyone knows it. What I don’t understand is how you know yet turned your back on me. I didn’t