"I'm in terrible shape right now. My parents have been begging me to come home. I want to take Caroline and stay with them for a few days." I looked at Matthew, my eyes red-rimmed. "Once I've had a chance to pull myself together, we can talk about this. Is that okay?"
The moment the words left my mouth, I let out a few quiet sobs.
Caroline toddled over and tugged at the hem of my pants.
"Mommy, don't cry."
The relatives shifted uncomfortably, their expressions softening with guilt.
"Matthew... Jeanette's had it rough too. Maybe just drop it for now."
"She's been running herself ragged since Reg's funeral. Look at her face. Let her rest a few days before bringing this up again."
"Yeah, I agree. Give her some space."
Kay, Matthew, and Leila's expressions flickered, a shadow passing across all three faces in unison.
I didn't spare them another glance.
Using my poor health as an excuse, I took Caroline's hand and left as quickly as I could.
The second we got home, I called a realtor to list the house.
Then I started the paperwork for Caroline's school transfer.
I was taking my daughter and getting out. Far enough that Kay and her family could never sink their claws into us again.