Chapter 3

"Last month, she used our family's ration coupons to get three Phoenix bikes and flipped them on the black market. Just the other day, she used my name to pick up five cartons of premium cigarettes from the supply and marketing co-op," Grace said.

"She feasts on meat and fish every day and downs malt milk like it's water. Honestly, she's strong enough to wrestle a bull to the ground," Grace added.

Bradley bent down, picked up the receipts, and glanced at them. His face alternated between pale and livid.

'Still stubborn, huh?' Grace thought.

"Moriah isn't that kind of…