For the sake of my son's piano teacher, Julia Adams, my husband ruined our family business.
He encircled Julia, commenting, "I've only brought bankruptcy to the Taylor family, not death to your kin. You should be grateful for that."
My son slashed open a cut on my hand with a knife, stood beside Julia, and complained, "I don't want to be around a murderer. I only want Aunt Julia to be my mom. You're a disgusting old woman. Get out of my house!"
I left, helpless and humiliated, like a dog being chased away.
Six years later, they once again crossed my path, imploring me to return home.
I held my infant in my arms and scornfully asked, "Who are you again?"
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