“I, for example, saved all my life, penny by penny, putting away every spare dollar I could find. And what happened in the end? Now I’m retired, barely scraping by month to month. Utilities are expensive. Medication is expensive. At least Darius helps out when he can.”
Kiana raised an eyebrow slightly.
“He helps out financially?”
Darius visibly flinched.
“Well, sometimes I slip her some cash when I can, bring her groceries, help with bills.”
Kiana nodded slowly, processing this information.
Interesting revelation.
She’d always thought that maybe five hundred dollars a month at most went from their household budget to support his mother.
Apparently Darius was helping her with his own personal money—money which, judging by his constant small debts to Kiana, he definitely didn’t actually have.
“I’ve been thinking seriously,” Ms. Sterling continued, examining her perfect manicure as if it were the most fascinating thing in the world.
“Maybe I should sell my condo. My one-bedroom downtown must be worth quite a lot by now. I could sell it, buy something smaller and cheaper on the outskirts, and live comfortably on the difference.”
Kiana sipped her hot tea carefully.
It was scalding, burning her lips slightly.
“That’s not a bad idea at all.”
Her mother-in-law looked up sharply, clearly surprised.
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