I returned to my estate for a quiet vacation, only to find my daughter-in-law, Sierra, and her family had taken over. The garden, once my sanctuary, was a wreck. The thumping music jarred the tranquility I cherished. Arrogant strangers roamed the halls of the house my late husband and I had lovingly built.
Sierra spun around, her eyes narrowing into venomous slits as she spotted me. “Oh, look who it is. The old parasite. What are you doing here? I told Kevin you weren’t welcome.”
I stammered, “This is my house.”
