CHAPTER 39

She didn't sit around waiting for someone to assist her with the door. She opened the door and, thankfully, found them seated in the lounge, drinking green tea as if everything was fine.

"How can you be a heartless person? You sit here and drink tea I bought you as if everything is fine after dropping such a huge grenade in my face?"

"Violet!" yelled her father.

"All right, all right. I can now hear your voice, Father. I can't remember how it sounded. I assumed you were no longer speaking, but it turned out you were simply uninterested in speaking with me. Can you explain why you did this?"

"We're sick of people looking at us as if we're a freaky family."

"Did you just say freaks, Mother? All you see in front of you is a freak?"

"You don't have to blame us, Samantha; just look at you. You changed your name after that incident, you didn't even graduate from high school, and to make matters worse, you had the audacity to accuse Martin of doing