“Mom? What happened? Did I do something wrong?”
As I watched her pick at her ice cream, I replied, “Oh, no, honey.”
“Grandma did the wrong thing. She lied to you and me. And she was very naughty. We’re not going to see her again.”
She said, “And Aunty Alexa?”
“We’re not going to see her either. She hurt Daddy a long time ago. And… she’s not a nice person. And what do I say about people who are not nice?”
“We avoid them!” she exclaimed, grinning as she recalled.
Neither Alexa nor Cheryl were home when we arrived.
However, Jason was.
When he said, “Hello, baby,” Bev leaped into his arms.
“Jason, we must speak.”
While I told him everything, we sent Bev to play with her toys.
As additional evidence, I gave him the video.
For a long period he was silent and pallid.
“She’s never seeing Beverly again. Never. I don’t care.”
Cheryl attempted to contact.
She made an effort to protect herself.
Her number was blocked by me.
Not everyone deserves a second shot.
Furthermore, some people are not deserving of the title of family.
