Once her IV drip finished, I helped my mother, Casey Caldwell, into an Uber and took her home. Just as I unlocked the front door, my wife, Melody Caldwell, could be heard laughing hysterically from the living room.She was on the phone with her brother, Maddox Baldwin. “…Ever since I tricked her with that fake escape room card, that old hag’s been spending her own money buying me wild salmon and fancy treats every single day.”“Oh, Melody. That’s savage. You’re going to wipe out her entire retirement savings.” Maddox’s smug voice came through the phone. With her back facing the door, Melody blew on her freshly done nails without a care. “It’s her fault for not asking Parker for a dime. She has brought this on herself, so that’s on her. “Besides, I’m sick of her. She gives off this cheap, small-town vibe.“Honestly, if her cooking wasn’t halfway decent, I wouldn’t have let you set foot in this house. “Apparently, she’s been washing dishes at that crappy diner on the cor
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