The conversation with Jessica had stirred up old memories, emotions Delilah had long since buried.
As she always did whenever she thought about the past, she wondered how their late mother would if she knew that they were estranged from their father and the woman whom she had once thought her best friend was married to him.
She was barely cold in her grave before her so-called best friend moved into their home and took over her husband.
How could he have been so wicked as to be having an affair with another woman when his wife, their mother was battling with cancer and fighting for her life?
As though that had not been enough, he had placed both the woman and her daughter above them. Whatever they wanted was what was given, and whatever they said in the house became the law.
They had put up with it for years until they couldn't anymore and then they moved out of the house right after they graduated from college and cut him off.
