A Week's Notice

Synopsis

Mae Thompson told me to go to my parent'shouse for postpartum recovery. She said her daughter, Lucy Thompson was studying for her SATs and I was too noisy. At nine months pregnant, I had to tiptoe around the house daily. I had to drink water silently and wait to use the bathroom until Lucy slept. Kellan just stood there and said, "Mom's right. Lucy's SATs come first. You should understand." I laughed, then called a lawyer that night. A week later, the divorce papers and deed transfer arrived together. Mae stood at the door with her suitcase, staring at me in disbelief. "This house..." "Yes, it's mine now," I said.