A conversation where they spoke specifically about my sister Catherine. Patricia wrote:
I could not continue being the docile victim they expected. I could not wait for them to execute their plan and leave me with nothing. I had to act first.
They thought I would never have the courage to defend myself. In that, they made their biggest mistake. That night I didn’t sleep.
“Not remembering where she left her keys, forgetting a date. Anything we can use.”
“Exactly, and they have to be natural videos that don’t look staged. We need to build a solid case.”
Every signature was a step toward freedom. When we finished, the notary handed me a certified check for $280,000. I looked at it, feeling relief and sadness.
That paper represented forty years of my life. It also represented salvation. I went directly to the bank and deposited it.
I returned the hug with all my strength. “Thank you,” I said.
I got on the bus and found my seat by the window. As the vehicle started up and the city began to fade away, I thought about Marcus and Kesha.
Sterling said. “Legally, you are protected.”
Days turned into weeks. I found a small apartment to rent. I didn’t want to abuse Sheila’s hospitality.
“And that isn’t selfishness. It’s survival.”
I tended to them every morning. I watched them grow. In those flowers, I saw my own transformation.
Or maybe she realized the plan we drew up was immoral and cruel.”
“I don’t know. What I know is that since all this exploded, my family hasn’t had peace.”
