Chapter 14 — You Were Not Doing Enough

The next morning I called my Aunt Linda, my mother’s sister, who had said a thing to me months earlier that I had let pass and could no longer let pass.

She answered on the fourth ring, and I asked her, plainly, what she had heard about my finances.

There was the small sound of a dish touching a counter on her end.

Why are you asking me that, she said.