Her friends weren’t happy about her leaving again but they knew it was for her own good. She couldn’t leave until her paperwork was done but her lawyer assured her he could expedite the process.
“Chris please don’t be mad. I’ve decided to sell the house. I can’t live there ever again. Dad got rid of all my clothes. I’m keeping my mom’s things in storage. I have movers coming to pack everything and sell the rest. If there is anything you want go get it now,” I say.
“I’m not mad. I’m just sad. I just got you back and you’re going to leave,” she says.
“Yeah but at least you know I’m ok. As long as my dad is in a coma I’m safe. The police caught that Pierre guy and he’s in jail too. I’ll call you everyday and I’ll be back once a month for my board meetings,” I say.
“I still can’t believe y
