No Longer Their ATM

the local anesthetic wearing off,

throat, a sound I'

sica and Kevin have been thinking. That big hous

wary. "What are

om, we need the house. For Brayden. He needs a y

sband worked his whole life for, the house

r my house?" I asked, my

d, as if discussing the weather. "You can liv

foreign but firm on my tongue

lways so selfish! We do everything f

r cook, their ATM since Brayden was born. I' d poured

ue, of sacrificing, of enabl

a sharp pain through my head. "I'm done being your

alking about?"

gaining strength. "But this, demanding my house after I just go

lly. "You wouldn't dar

st laughed. "You

"You'll regret this, Mom

first time, it didn't scare me. The th

my chance