So I listened.
Phedra begged them to let her call me.
Selina entered the backyard wearing the gold hummingbird necklace I had given Phedra for our fifth anniversary.
“He has the right to know I’m sick,” Phedra said.
“You’re not going to worry him,” Selina answered. “He’s working to get us ahead, not carry the burden of your drama.”
Phedra said the doctor wanted her to continue treatment.
Selina dismissed the doctors and then said the sentence that made my stomach turn.
“My son sends the money to my account. That means I decide how it gets used.”
Phedra mentioned the new SUV, Godfrey’s recently opened auto shop, and the remodeled house.
Then she said she had been sleeping in the storage shed.
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