I Took Back Everything They Called “Ours”

complaint was ingratitude.

I walked to the kitchen and poured water I didn’t offer her.

“They used me.”

Her face hardened. “You always do this. You keep score.”

“Somebody had to.”

She folded her arms. “Mom’s been a mess.”

I took a sip.

Madison stepped closer. “She had to sit on a patio chair in the living room because there wasn’t even a sofa.”

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