Chapter 7
Chapter 7
The day after I got back from the grave, jake called.
“Emma, where are you?”
“Home.”
I want to come see you.”
‘Don’t bother.”
‘Emma-”
Jake.” I cut him off. “Whatever you need to say, say it over the phone. Don’t waste a trip.”
Silence on the other end.
hen: “Emma, I need to borrow some money.”
froze.
Borrow money?”
Yeah. His voice got awkward real fast. “So, I’m thinking about renovating Dad’s old house and renting it out. But I’m a little tight right now. Could you lend me.
didn’t say anything.
know these past few years have been rough on you,” he rushed on, “but once the house is fixed up, I can pull in like $3K a month in rent. I’ll pay you back ver time-”
ake.” I stopped him cold. “That house? Dad left it to you.”
Yeah, I know, that’s why I-”
He left it to you.” I repeated it slowly. “Not to me.”
know, but-
You’re renovating your house. Why the hell are you asking me for money?”
e went quiet.
Imma, I’m not….I just don’t have the cash right now…”
fou got $5 million. You don’t have cash?”
That money hasn’t cleared yet! It’s gotta go through probate, at least two months!”
Then wait two months and renovate after.”
But-”
ake. My voice stayed flat. “Let me ask you something.”
What?
in the five years I took care of Dad, how much money did you contribute?”
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He didn’t answer.
“I’ll tell you,” I said. “Nothing.”
“Emma, I’d just bought the house-”
“You’d just bought the house.” I echoed. “Your down payment was $200K. Mom and Dad covered it. Half of that came from money I sent home. You were tight on mortgage payments-I get it. But did you ever stop to think that for the ten years I was putting you through school, I didn’t save a single goddamn dollar?”
“Emma, I was young back then-”
“You weren’t that young.” My voice hardened. “You finished your master’s at twenty-five. I was thirty. The month you got your first paycheck, I was still working at that factory making $1,800 a month.”
“Emma, I know you sacrificed a lot for me-”
“You know. But you never once thought about paying me back.” I didn’t let him finish. “Jake, I’m not trying to settle scores here. I’m just telling you-I’ve given enough to this family.”
“So… you’re saying no?”
“I’m saying no.”
Long silence.
J
Then he said it.
‘Emma, you’ve changed.”
I laughed. Sharp. Bitter.
‘I haven’t changed.” My voice dropped. “I’m just done being the family’s safety net.”
What’s that supposed to mean?”
It means from now on, you handle your own shit. Don’t come to me.”
Emma!”
I don’t have money.” My voice stayed level. “I’m thirty-seven years old. No house. No car. No savings. You’re asking me for $100K. What the hell am I supposed o give you?”
You’ve been working all these years-”
My salary,” I cut him off, “from seventeen to thirty-two, went straight home. From thirty-two to now? It went straight to Dad.”
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