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The Forgotten Son Chapter 10
Jean took the documents. The color drained from her lips when she turned to the first page. The private investigator was highly skilled, documenting everything from the banks Tanner used to withdraw the family savings, the casinos he frequented, the games he played, and exactly how much he lost at the table. By the third page, Jean broke down and hurled the papers to the floor. “That’s impossible. Tanner is the most sensible boy. He won’t steal my money.” Jean was pulled back to the difficult time. It was a blizzard outside the window as she lay in the hospital bed, waiting in despair for life to slip away. Her most beloved child, at her lowest point, stole the money meant to save her life. I, on the other hand, positioned my thumb in the cutting machine just to save her. Pain shot through every nerve.Jean buried her face deep into her knees and sobbed uncontrollably. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry.“I’m sorry, my child.” For some reason, my heart remained still
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“It’s me, Mom. Please get the money and save me now!” Jean blew up. “My son is in college, working on his business venture. I doubt he owes that much money. You must be a scammer mimicking his voice. I’m calling the cops on you.” The other ladies chimed in. “It’s very telling that you’re the mother of a college student. If not for you, we’d think that Tanner was deep in debt.”Some echoed the same sentiment. Growing smug, Jean sneered, “Even though the scam artist did a good job copying Tanner’s voice, I knew right away he wasn’t my son.” She added. “Only Graham would whine like that.” I had grown numb to Jean’s double standards. When I was little, Jean would tear into me for being a crybaby who couldn’t set a good example as the eldest. If Tanner was the one in tears, she called it a sign of compassion and empathy.In Jean’s mind, the miserable weeping could only belong to me. Since then, I almost never cried in front of her. I would hide in the bathroom every ti
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No matter what I did for Jean, Tanner would always swoop in to steal the glory. Jean sighed, the love in her eyes clear. “Silly boy. I won’t stop loving you over a coat.” Tanner said, “Mom, I don’t feel well. Can you get me the money soon? Once I clear my debt, I need to get a medical checkup. I get this throbbing pain where my kidney was.” Jean was thrown into a panic. She said, “Is it a complication from donating a kidney to me? Don’t worry. I’ll get you out of the mess even if it kills me.” “Thank you, Mom.” I snickered to myself. The unconditional love of a mother was something I never once experienced since I was born. Casting aside her difference with Helen, Jean agreed to everything she had to say so long as the latter would produce 400 grand. Consequently, Helen took Jean to the city. She put Jean up in a vacant apartment in some neighborhood. Helen said, “You should’ve left the village a long time ago. I don’t get what you were trying to prove to him b
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When Jean arrived home, Tanner’s call came through again. “Tanner, is that you?” “It’s me, Mom.” The sound of Tanner’s voice made Jean happy. She brushed her clammy palms against her pants, feeling excited and nervous. “How is business? Did you make a million bucks yet? You are so capable, making all that money in college. I bet the ladies are going to be jealous of me.” I went to check up on Tanner. Jean’s joy was premature. He raised the stakes on the betting table and lost more. “Mom, a friend set me up. I now owe half a million to my business associate. Only you can save me.” Jean staggered. She nearly took a fall. “I sold Graham’s body. Where am I supposed to pull together half a million?” Tanner proposed, “Don’t we own property, Mom? The title deed is right under your mattress. By selling the house, we should get at least a hundred grand.” Jean tucked her property deed and savings book beneath the mattress, but she never once relayed the information to T
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Jean’s breath hitched, and her hands shook violently. She looked at the doctor, her lips quivering. “What did you say? Can you repeat that?” The doctor was confused. “Don’t you know that your eldest son has a sweet potato allergy?” Ignorant of the pain and distress written all over Jean’s face, the doctor asked, “By the way, where is he now? I’ve stocked up on a new batch of allergy medication. He can just pop one of these if he mistakenly consumes sweet potatoes again.” It took a while before Jean found her voice. “He’s dead.” The doctor apologized awkwardly. “I’m really sorry. I had no idea.” To be fair, it wasn’t his fault. Fiddling with his fingers, the physician couldn’t keep his curiosity back anymore. Did he die from ingesting sweet potatoes?” Jean shook her head in a daze. Having lived through famine, she understood the brutal reality of starvation. Her knuckles went white from her tight grip, and her expression looked lost. She turned to the docto
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If Tanner didn’t cough up the money soon, the underground casino kingpin would not let him walk. The neighborhood women were full of praise. “Tanner is something else. He’s already starting a business. He must be making some serious money.” Tanner replied eagerly, “Yes, of course. With an investment of 200k, I can easily turn the money into a million bucks.” Proud, Jean held her head high. “Tanner is successful. Why don’t you each chip in 100 grand, and once the payments roll in, he’ll give you a nice cut.” The ladies were quick to shower compliments, but once money was involved, they were the first to back off. They made excuses and took off. Jean clicked her tongue. She ran her mouth. “What a bunch of snobs. They won’t even throw us a bone to help out.” Jean went home, arranged to transfer the land, and sold off many belongings before barely scraping together 50 grand. She started going around to borrow money. These days, everybody held onto their money tightl
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