The Three Oak Trees
“You are a heartless monster, Hannah,” he spat at me, through the glass.
And I stepped back from the locked door.
“No, Dad,” I said, quietly.
“I am not a monster.
I am just a mother who has nothing left to lose.
You took everything from me that you could — you weren’t even there when the rest was taken.
And a woman with nothing left to lose is the one person in the world you cannot threaten.
Remember that.