It no longer said “For sale.”
It said:
SOLD.
Mauricio stiffened.
The key was suspended in the air.
He tried to open the door.
It was not opened.
My phone started vibrating.
Mauritius:
“What did you do?”
Fernanda:
“This is crazy.”
Doña Estela:
“Open. We have nowhere to go.”
I waited.
For the first time in years I waited without fear.
Then I sent a message:
“I’m fine. You guys used my money to travel on my birthday.
I used my property to protect myself.
From now on, any matter will be dealt with through my lawyer.”
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