Driven Out: Daughter Thinks I'm a Thief
After having dinner on the holiday eve, I'm about to distribute the gift cards to the younger generation of the family when my daughter, Lisa Mercer, speaks up.
"Mom, we're not going to celebrate the holidays at home. You should pack up and go back to your own home too."
Shock flashes across my face. "It's nighttime, and yet you want me to leave right now?"
Lisa replies calmly, "I'm doing this for your own good. If you stay in my house on your own, you won't be able to defend yourself if anything in this house goes missing."
I no longer question Lisa. Instead, I pack my own belongings and go back to my childhood home.
One week later, when Lisa and the rest of the family comes back from their vacation, they are stunned, to say the least.
After all, the house that they've lived in for the past eight years now has a new owner.