By the time we left Graves Hollow, half a month had passed.Before Mom left, relatives still pestered her for money. She shut them down with a flat “I don’t have any”, leaving them furious.Once we got back home, Dad went straight back to gambling, while I quietly prepared to leave the country.Mom had grown far too quiet. I had a feeling she was holding something back, something dangerous. It was better to stay cautious.So I moved back into my apartment.I had planned to resign again, but instead the company assigned me to a foreign posting. It suited me perfectly, and I began handling the paperwork.After terminating my lease, on a bright, sunny afternoon, I boarded a plane and left.Later, Dad called. He complained that Mom refused to give him money and told me to come back and help him.I made an excuse about being abroad on business and brushed him off.Still, to avoid suspicion, I transferred him $20,000, telling him it was from my salary and that he could use it for no
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