Chapter 11 - CONFRONTING THE GRATEFUL SON
Ethan stumbled backward, his eyes wide with horror as he looked past the banker toward the guest cottage where I stood watching from the porch. He hurried across the lawn, his previous arrogance entirely dissolved into desperate pleading. “Mom... Mom, please! You can’t do this! We’re your family! Vanessa and I just... we lost our tempers last night! It was an accident with the door!” I looked down at my hands, remembering the sound of the shattering glass and the sharp pain against my temple. “You pushed your mother through a glass door because she wouldn't sign away her home,” I said quietly. “You called me broke, useless, and ungrateful. Now you are about to find out what truly being broke feels like.”
