Deborah quickly snatched the papers and scanned them before glaring at me. “Are you threatening my son with police involvement?”
“I am protecting myself,” I answered. “Your son took money from my account and tried to push me out of my own home.”
Melissa rolled her eyes and said, “We are family. Why make such drama over money?”
I laughed once because the absurdity of the statement could not be ignored.
“Family does not secretly drain bank accounts and then arrive with luggage expecting free housing,” I said.
