Molly
“You insolent child,” my mother says. “Are you trying to ruin our lives?”
I press my palm to my face and look at her. Somewhere beside me, Charles moves. I feel it more than I see it.
“You are stupid, Molly,” she continues. “Truly stupid. You never know when to give up.”
“What did I do wrong?” I ask.
She laughs bitterly. “You really do not know? You should have brought Josh here, signed that land over, and we would be swimming in money right now.”
“I’m not selling it,” I say. “Dad asked me not to.”
She scoffs. “You want to obey a dead man? He never cared about you. He left you nothing. Nothing except that land.”
“And now we are about to lose it.”
“I’m not selling it,” I say again. “I promised him.”
Her face twists. “You are useless. A disgrace. I do not know why I was curs
