Chapter Thirteen
Michaela
December 27th had just changed my life forever.
I sat on my bed, Moira’s landline phone on my lap buzzing the disconnect tone.
Beep-beep-beep-beep…
Beep-beep-beep-beep“I’m sorry, dear. It’s very sudden for all of us,” the housekeeper Abby had said.
She wanted to know if I was coming for the service, whatever it would be.
I said I didn’t know and ended the call.
What was I supposed to do now? Oh. “Hang up the phone, Michaela.”
OhYes, it was better without that noise.
I would send flowers.
Very nice flowers.
The cordless in my hand rang again, making me jump. We had the landline before we could afford cellphones, so only family had the number. It was practically free now with our internet package, and you never knew when cells would die, likely at the wo
