My Aunt Kicked Me Out of My Childhood Home After My Parents Died – Just as I Left Crying, a Black Limo Pulled Up

I stared at him, still not sure if this was some weird dream.

“What are you doing here?”

Mike held up his phone. On the screen was a photo that made my stomach twist. There was Dina, posing smugly in the doorway of our house, wearing oversized sunglasses and that awful leopard-print scarf she thought made her look “glam.”

The caption read: New beginnings!

So proud to finally have what was meant for me. My chest tightened. “She posted that?

Seriously?”

“I saw the Facebook post last night,” Mike said, slipping the phone back into his pocket. “Your dad would’ve lost it if he saw that. So I started digging.”Continue reading…