Don Joseph replied from his mattress, “But it ended like that because every morning you chose to close that door again.”
Brenda began to cry hysterically. “I suffered too!”
“Nobody is saying you did not,” Shawn replied. “But suffering did not give you the right to make our parents prisoners.”
She looked at her brother with resentment. “It is very easy to talk when you have plenty of money.”
“How much do you owe?” Shawn asked.
“That does not matter,” Brenda said.
“How much is the debt?” Shawn insisted.
Brenda took a few seconds before answering, “Fifty-five thousand dollars.”
Shawn opened his eyes in disbelief.
The boutique she had tried to open had ended up heavily in debt, leading to personal loans and informal borrowing.
When she lost the business, she returned home and discovered that the property could be worth far more due to regional growth.
She had seen her escape route in that house.
