There Would Be Food Tomorrow
That ends today.” I laid down the final document.
“Our attorney is filing a formal report with the district attorney’s office.” Her tears stopped instantly.
“You’re going to report your own mother?
Over money?” “No,” I said.
“Over five years of starving my child.” And for the first time in her life, she had no response at all.
Chapter 18 — What She Owned
We went upstairs to pack Maya’s belongings, and it took less than fifteen minutes, because there was almost nothing to pack.
Two pairs of school pants.
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