fable

Chapter 1 - THE MOVERS

Claire Morgan walked through the open front doorway while two movers carried boxes past her.

She did not rush.

Did not shout.

Did not explain.

Evelyn Morgan did enough shouting for everyone.

She grabbed Claire’s arm.

“You can’t do this!”

Claire kept walking.

Richard stepped forward, stunned.

Tyler pointed toward the movers.

“What the hell is going on?!”

A mover turned too quickly.

His box clipped a pedestal.

A ceramic vase fell.

Shattered across the hardwood floor.

Sophie gasped.

Claire stopped in the center of the entryway.

Then turned slowly.

“You locked me out of my own house.”

Evelyn grabbed her arm again.

“This is OUR home!”

Claire pulled free.

Lifted the house keys.

“No. It’s mine.”

Grace Bennett stepped in from the doorway carrying a legal folder.

Tyler’s expression changed.

Grace handed documents to Richard.

“The sale is final.”

Richard stared at the first page.

Sophie went pale.

Tyler took one step forward.

“You SOLD the house?!”

Claire dropped the keys into the mover’s hand.

Then lifted her brown handbag.

At the door, she looked back at Evelyn.

“You should’ve left me outside only once.”

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Nobody moved.

Because every person in that room knew exactly which night she meant.

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