Chapter Three
Hanna arrived homeand found her mom, Amelia, sitting at the kitchen table.She was shocked that her mother hadn’t fallen.The woman was so incredibly weak that she could barely hold a spoon anymore.She’d even pulled the IV stand with her.
“Mom, what are you doing?You should be in bed.”
“I need to go over this with you.”
Hanna set the bags down and looked over her mother’s shoulder.“What is it?”
“It’s my will.”
Oh, my God.She couldn’t deal with that right now, she thought.She was still getting over the fact that her mother was dying, and she had very little time left with her.
“Mom ...can’t we...”
“No.Hanna, I don’t want to upset you, but it won’t be long before I pass.”
“I can’t...”
Amelia turned to her daughter.“I need to do this, baby.I know it’s upsetting for you, but it’s one of the things I need to finish.It’s stressing me out, honey.”
Hanna gritted her teeth and pulled a chair beside her mom.
Her mother patted her hand.“Good.This will says that the ranch goes to you, but if you don’t want to live here, I have a few buyers interested.”
“What about Shasha?”
Amelia sighed.“Your sister has already received her inheritance.After your father left, she cleaned out my checking account.”
Hanna’s mouth dropped open.“Are you kidding me?”
Amelia shook her head.“No.There was over ten thousand dollars in it.”
Hanna sat back, stunned.How could her sister do that to their mother?“Oh, my God.How in the hell was she able to do that?”
“I’m not sure, honey.But I don’t want you to worry about it now.”
“Has she done anything else?”Hanna asked.
“Yes.She’s also stolen things from the house.I had to change the locks a few times because she’d let herself in when I was gone and take the television or microwave.”
Hanna had a problem understanding everything.It was just too awful.Who did that to their mother?
“I wish you had come to me.”
Amelia smiled at Hanna.“You were getting your life together.You were engaged to Lucas and finishing school.”
“So?We could have made it work.”
Amelia gripped Hanna’s hand.“I took care of it.Now, enough of that.If it’s all right with you, I was going to give Shasha the car, but that’s it.”
“I like that idea.I don’t need it.”Her mother's car was a few years old, in good shape, and had low miles because she rarely drove it, so her sister should be pleased.
