was part of an old arrangement, and I’ve decided to end it.”
She stared at me as though I’d said something outrageous.
”Owen told me what you’ve done with our bills.”
”I assumed he would.”
”You stopped the monthly transfers, too!”
”Yes.”
Her face tightened.
”Are you seriously going to take financial support away from your own family just because dinner didn’t go the way you wanted?”
I studied her expression.
She wasn’t asking whether I’d been hurt.
She wasn’t apologizing.
She was angry because the money was gone.
”Christa,” I replied, “I spent two days preparing that meal. I bought the ingredients, cooked everything, and drove forty minutes to bring it to your home. Then you told me to eat old leftovers while everyone else enjoyed my cooking.”
”My parents were important guests!”
I nodded.
”Yes. And I was family.”
She looked away.
I continued quietly.
”I didn’t ask
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