ROBYN
I was relieved the guy in a suit, Ozias Quinton, did not follow me anymore. After I put the groceries into the fridge and cupboards, I put Mom’s dirty dishes in the washer.
Mom must have washed her laundry already. Her hampers were empty. I vacuumed the floor from upstairs down to the living room.
Mom had been working as a nurse for two decades, and she finally paid off the mortgage before I finished college.
She even helped me get my own apartment until I finally got my own job. It was just me and Mom. My father barely saw me on my birthdays and sometimes missed the Holidays. I did not expect anything from him. He was a stranger to me.
“I think that’s clean enough, bean, or you’re gonna suck the entire rug into the vacuum.”
I turned off the vacuum and rolled the cord. “I wa
