They Had Me Thrown Out of My Own Lake House

“Ma’am. Another step and I’ll cite you.”

That landed.

She stopped so hard her sandal slid in the gravel.

Mom rushed in then, grabbing Madison’s elbow.

“This is unnecessary,” she hissed at him, but the volume was off now. The crowd had changed things. Lies like privacy.

Holloway handed my mother a copy of the notice she’d signed for on Wednesday.

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