Chapter 2: What Tomorrow Morning Would Simplify
Across the top of the page, in bold printed letters, were the words: **TRANSFER OF OWNERSHIP — PENDING SIGNATURE.**
Barbara's breath caught.
The document wasn't a renovation plan.
It was a legal form.
Someone had already drawn up papers to take her condo away from her.
She looked at Caleb.
He was staring at his shoes.
"Is something wrong?" Harper asked, watching Barbara's face carefully.
"Not at all," Barbara said quietly.
But her mind was moving fast.
Patrick had told her to say nothing.
To smile.
To let them believe she had already given up.
Richard was already walking toward the elevator, describing which walls he planned to remove.
Catherine was photographing the lobby with her phone, nodding approvingly.
Then Caleb finally spoke — and what he said was worse than his silence.
"Mom," he said carefully, still not meeting her eyes.
"It really would be better for everyone if the property was…
simplified."
*Simplified.* That was the word he chose.
For the home his mother had bled for.
Barbara smiled gently at her son.
"I think tomorrow morning will simplify everything," she said.
Caleb frowned slightly.
"What happens tomorrow morning?"
Barbara picked up her suitcase handle.
"You'll see," she said — and walked out into the evening air.
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What Patrick brought the next morning left Harper completely speechless — and Caleb with no ground left to stand on.
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