At 2 A.M., a Hidden

My mother’s access cards were deactivated. Her belongings were inventoried and delivered through attorneys.

She called me thirty-four times that day.

I did not answer.

Then the messages started.

At first, they were angry.

You have humiliated me.

Then emotional.

I am alone because of you.

Then manipulative.

Your father would be ashamed.

Then threatening.

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