The first phone call came from Sarah.
“Margaret, the bank called us. There’s nothing left in our account! They said you transferred all the money!”
“They’re right, sweetheart.”
“But why? That’s seven years of our lives! We were going to buy a house with that money!”
I calmly took a sip of my cold juice.
“Well, I decided it was finally time to enjoy my life.”
I could hear her crying.
“Please, come back. Daniel doesn’t know yet. I don’t want this to tear our family apart.”
I laughed.
“I’m already by the pool, sweetheart. I’m having a wonderful time with your money.”
Then I hung up.
A few minutes later, Daniel called.
He was furious, shouting that I had destroyed everything they had worked for.
“Mom, if you don’t return that money by tomorrow, I’m going to the police!”
“Do whatever you think is right, son.”
