She Was Thrown Out Of Her Malibu Home. Then The Deed Came Out-olive

one hand resting on a cooler.

A young woman adjusted a baby against her hip.

No one said, “This is her house.”

No one said, “Jessica, stop.”

Nobody stepped forward.

Eleanor felt the teeth of her key press into her palm.

For one second, she pictured herself walking up, ripping the apron from Jessica’s body, and commanding every single person to leave before continue reading …