“I’m calling the police.”

Part 2

My mother didn’t believe me until the dispatcher answered.

Then her expression changed.

“You would call the police on your own mother?”

“I’m calling because six people are attempting to enter my home after being told no.”

Dale dropped the box as if it had burned him.

Brittany laughed. “We already get mail here. Mom handled it.”

My stomach went cold.

“What mail?”

Mom gave her a warning look, but too late.