At Eleven, She Moved In. At Six, I Changed The Locks.

That was the first sensible thing anybody had done all morning.

He looked at Richard, not me. “You didn’t tell us she was on the deed.”

Richard’s silence answered him.

Tyler chewed once. “You told Madison it was your house.”

Madison spun toward him. “It is his house.”

“It’s both their house.”

“Whose side are you on?”

He dropped the eggshell on the plate. continue reading …