“Mom?”
“Wake your brothers and sister.”
I kept my voice calm.
“Stay together upstairs.”
“I’ll handle it.”
She hesitated.
Then obeyed.
I watched her leave.
And something inside me changed.
Every apology.
Every complaint about my decorations.
My roses.
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My children.
Every time I had made myself smaller just so Marlene wouldn’t create another problem—
all of it ended at that window.
I grabbed my phone.
Then went outside.
“NOW I’LL FINALLY GET SOME PEACE!”
I ran barefoot across the patio.
I was still wearing my robe.
The concrete truck roared beside the fence.
Gray sludge poured steadily into the pool.
Marlene saw me.
“Finally!”
She shouted over the machinery.
“Now there will be some peace and quiet around here!”
I stared at her.
Her husband sat behind the wheel.
His construction-company logo was clearly visible on the door.
