The truth revealed
I placed the documents on the table.
Your father left me everything I need.
Donald looked at the documents quickly.
His facial expression changed.
“What is this?”
I simply answered:
“A house. In Spain.”
Darlene remained silent.
Donald, however, began to understand.
The house.
The bills.
Everything was legally mine.
The departure
A week later, I was at the airport.
My suitcases were packed.
But not to go live in a basement.
On the way to a new life.
Upon landing, I was welcomed by the salty sea air.
The cottage was exactly as Russell had described it.
Simple.
Bright.
With a terrace overlooking the ocean.
I placed Russell’s letter on the table.
And for the first time since his death…
I felt free.
The rest is on the next page.
