My Aunt Kicked Me Out of My Childhood Home After My Parents Died – Just as I Left Crying, a Black Limo Pulled Up

Dina’s drink sloshed slightly. “This is ridiculous,” she snapped. “You can’t prove anything!”

“Oh, but we already have,” Mike said, his voice steel under velvet.

I’d never seen someone deflate so fast. Her lips parted, then shut, and her eyes darted toward the officers, like she was looking for an exit. One officer stepped forward and said, “Ms.

Dina, we need you to come with us.”

Dina stammered, “I… I need to call someone—”

“You can do that from the police station,” the officer said, pulling out handcuffs. “Wait—wait, hold on,” she yelped, but they didn’t. She was cuffed right there on the porch, spilling her drink all over her pink slippers.Continue reading…