My mother-in-law blocked the entrance to my new apartment and screamed that her son had bought it for her, ordering me to leave.

vacated my premarital apartment and would enter only with written permission.

“Nora,” he said, rolling his eyes, “you’re so dramatic with paperwork.”

“Yes,” Morgan replied before I could. “That’s why she still owns her home.”

A week later, Sophie called from Portland.

Emergency surgery. Complications. She needed help.

I left for six weeks.

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