Erik
“Did she sign it?” my mother asked.
“She did,” Eugene said. The only people that weren’t here with us were our grandparents. Samantha and Nathan stood close to the window, watching and listening. Lisa and my mother sat on the couch while my father stood by the fireplace, sipping on his whiskey. The door was shut and now everyone was silent.
“Did you give her any more money?” Samantha questioned.
“Nope,” I said. “I bought her a plane ticket, but there was no way I was going to give her any more money to fund her little projects,”
“This makes me sick to my stomach,” my mother remarked softly.
“I hope you’ve learned your lesson, Erik,” my father finally spoke up. “This whole thing wouldn’t have happened if you had just…been honest,”
“I know and yes, I’ve learned my lesson,” I sai
