I didn’t raise my voice.
“The fund is drained. What you showed me was forged. You threatened our daughter and me. The police already have the recording. Lola confirmed that you sent the money to your other daughter, Bella.”
“You’ve got nowhere to go, Maureen.”
I stood defiantly.
He tried once more, using the voice he used to reel me back in.
“What you showed me was forged.”
That’s when Sarah stepped into the hallway holding Pauline and pressed play.
Kevin’s own voice filled the room.
He stood with his mouth hanging open.
I took Sarah’s hand and walked past him to Lola’s car, waiting for us.
He stood with his mouth hanging open.
***
Months later, I rocked Pauline in the duplex Sarah, Bella, and I rented together, my name on the lease beside theirs.
The stolen funds were moving through the courts. My bookkeeping job had gone full-time.
I finally understood that the silence I’d called love had been control.
I chose my daughter, and somewhere in that choice, I found myself again.
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