“But I’d want confirmation that the bookings are resolved before purchasing,” he added.
“Of course.”
“And I’d like to inspect the floor damage.”
“Absolutely.”
He paused.
“Diane, I’m buying a home, not a family argument. If the title is clear and the property is in acceptable condition, I’m still interested.”
I thanked him.
After ending the call, I sat at my kitchen table for a long time.
Then my phone rang again.
Madison.
“Mom, can we talk?”
I looked at the screen.
For a moment, I considered letting it ring.
Then I answered.
“Yes.”
She sounded exhausted.
“Richard says you’re trying to ruin him.”
I stared at the wall.
“I’m trying to stop him from renting a house he doesn’t own.”
“I know.”
“He collected money from strangers. He used a document you signed claiming you could authorize it. And he booked future guests while knowing I planned to sell.”
She was quiet.
Then she whispered, “I’m sorry.”
I closed my eyes.
“Madison, I’m not ready to pretend this was a misunderstanding.”
“I know.”
She began crying.
“Evan is furious with me.”
I waited.
“He says I lied to him about the money.”
