“You have a lot of nerve,” I said. “Showing up now. After.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” she said in her snide tone. “I got here as soon as I heard.”
“As soon as you heard,” I said. “Right. What about before?”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” she said again.
“Sure you don’t.” I said. “She’s been sick for what, five years? Six?”
She didn’t say anything.
“Let me ask you,” I said. “How many times did you come up here then? How many visits?”
“You know how it was,” she said.
“Still is,” I said.
Love the ending! Nice story, touching on some quite big issues here.
Too common… alas.
Oh dear. If she’s expecting anything from the will, I suspect she’ll be sorely disappointed!
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It seems to be ever present. Just not being there. Well done.
That’s some first-rate dialogue. I can see their faces and know the story goes fathoms deep. Marvelous.
So much said about this dysfunctional family with so few words. Well done!
Yes. We all know people like that. They seem to exist in every family.
This was a gritty slice of family life, well done.
She does seem like a real lovely person. Very well written. Cheers, Varad.
This sounds like an argument at my workplace. Well done!