“Closing is scheduled for the fifteenth of next month,” Margaret said.

“The thirty-day notice you were served last week is still legally binding.”

Melissa got to her feet, her leather handbag sliding off her shoulder to the floor.

“You can’t just sell our home right out from under us.

Where are the kids supposed to live?”

“You’ve got twenty-three days left under the notice,” Margaret said.

“We’ve got moving costs,” Melissa said.

Her voice climbed as she jabbed a manicured finger at me.