My parents did not contact me.
Kyle posted pictures online celebrating the new office he had created in my old bedroom. My mother commented that the house finally felt peaceful without “ungrateful energy” inside it.
Two weeks later, Dad called while I was in a staff meeting.
I ignored him.
He called six more times before sending a message saying the mortgage lender had not received the scheduled payment.
I waited until lunch to answer.
“That is correct.”
He called immediately and demanded to know whether the bank had made a mistake. His voice was quiet and frightened.
