“Mom, I’m sorry,” he said. “Jessica didn’t mean it the way it sounded.”
“Yes, she did,” I said. “And you stood there and let her say it. That tells me everything I need to know. Now get off my property.”
“Mom—”
I picked up my phone and held it up so he could see it through the camera.
“I’m dialing 911,” I said.
His eyes widened.
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“No,” I said. “We don’t. Goodbye, Kevin.”
He stood there for another moment, shoulders slumped, then turned and walked back to his car.
I watched him drive away, then
called Patricia.
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“I’ll have it done today,” she replied.
Over the following week, Kevin tried everything.
He sent flowers. I had them delivered straight to the hospital where I used to work and asked the nurses to put them in the waiting room.
He sent letters. I returned them unopened.
He had the children call my number. Once, I heard Tyler’s voice on the voicemail.
“Grandma, please call us back,” he said. “We miss you.”Book Flights
My heart broke.
But I didn’t call back.
