Suddenly, he seemed more confident.
“She’s right.”
He took a slow sip of his drink.
“Texas law protects established residents. You can’t just show up after six years and throw people out without notice.”
He smiled.
“So why don’t you calm down, get a hotel, and we’ll discuss this tomorrow like adults?”
My mother’s fingers tightened around mine. Familycommunication workshop
Julian mistook my silence for hesitation.
He smiled.
That was his mistake.
I looked at my watch.
4:30 p.m.
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“You think you’re tenants?” I asked.
Kloe folded her arms.
Julian shrugged.
I nodded once.
“Then let’s see what the law says by nine tonight.”
I didn’t argue with them.
I didn’t threaten them.
I didn’t scream.
Instead, I took my mother upstairs long enough to collect the few belongings they had allowed her to keep in the small room near the garage. Familycommunication workshop
Then we left.
Five miles away, I checked her into a quiet hotel suite.
I ordered her a hot meal.
I arranged for a nurse to examine her knees.
For the first time in what felt like years, my mother was sitting somewhere where nobody expected her to clean anything.
Once she was resting comfortably, I stepped into the hallway.
Then I made one phone call.
Harrison Vance had handled my domestic assets while I was working overseas.
I told him everything.
