Chapter 80. The End of Moira

Moira lay on the bed of the women’s correctional facility clinic with her thin arm connected to an IV drip. She looked dull in her faded brick-colored prison uniform. 

Since long ago, when I first knew Moira as my future mother-in-law, she was a curvy woman with a glamorous appearance that was a little too sexy for a woman her age. 

Moira was a classy woman who loved to dress up. She always started her day by taking a warm bath mixed with aromatherapy oils, dressing up completely and styling her hair stylishly, wearing nice clothes, even when she was just going to stay at home all day. She also always wore expensive perfume and painted her nails. 

Moira loved to shop and pamper herself by getting treatments at beauty salons, from head to toe. She also liked to go to the mall, going in and out of boutiques, buying branded items, especially clothes,