Chapter 1
They threw me to the Wind.
When they threw me out from home and the love they wanted to be lost from me the family was confused in the coffins of time. Take and then they took from me the life and then made me mad as a witch as if the hour had come when they wanted to see the last of me.
I was lost and then tossed into the wilds of time. We did nothing to confuse the neighbors and they would never ask if we did well. We looked well and nourished while the world looked like their hunger was huge. Look food banks and such stuff and what is it about you lot? Won the lottery did this and that what talents do you all have?
“You lot do nothing and there this worthless work.”
“We go to work we work all the time,”
“Bone lazy you lot are.” I thought.
My siblings got groovy just thinking about the bonus buys. Their husbands went and sat down thoughtfully because when they did think it was because they thought I would take the lot. The fortune that they had and the many hours would be lost. What do they spend hours and hours behaving nice and pleasingly with pleasing manners? They just shuddered to think about the sorry ordeals that they went through. What men have to go through to earn a fortune.
“The bores, such bores as in-laws.”
I got more pleasant.
The thing that got me winded was that one of the brothers-in-law was lurking in the kitchen trying to listen to what went on upstairs in there where the action was. The other was involved with seething and seeming not to hear anything at all. But his tick got so large and his bright face was redder than a beetroot.
I did not want to think about such things but I did think having a house would benefit me.
What life had I been given and now the moment of truth was that I had something and then thought my name was on the deeds but the reality is now it was me only.
I knocked myself into shape and tried not to behave like a tart. I made myself so mad that I slammed the door.
I got madder than a sow and said as much to them. The siblings totted everything and said they disliked having a sister. Another one should be expelled as well.
People began to talk and did not care for me. The autopsy the long neglect of normal probate and all the rest made me restless. The long yearning gap and the yearly rate of living like life support cut me to pieces. I began to think uneasy thoughts they wanted me to die because they happily sorted while I depended on the house all of that.
I asked to be nameless and disliked being so and wept openly adding to the misery and disaster of the family. Their hatred grew and then went into overdrive to the younger persons. All grew bitter and sweet talk ended. Greed and lust is a thing that does not give anything in return.
Midas touch and then they all began to see my point of view and disliked behaving like haggling witches.
I was so relieved and went to see them in their done-up homes and spent an agreeable day with them and made nothing but good cheer about their branded hospitality.
We chatted and sought the way we improve our homes and do nothing but drink tea and go to a local place to eat and eat much to my dismay. I paid my order and then went and wept not openly but thought maybe they had changed for the better.
When I went home or made my journey home it was nearing five o’clock.
It was getting dark I thought and did not want to hang around but they appeared to be waiting for something and did not want to let me go. I said enough I have to go home I have to I have tablets and stuff boyfriend to see to.
The thing was off they said but they smiled almost kindly and said okay. I was surprised at how fast it all went.
“You must come and see my house too.” Said B and she sat down as if offended if I would never see her house as if I was not coming ever again.
“Okay,” I laughed and we walked for over half an hour and took a bus and then the house was seen in under ten minutes.
“A handsome home,” I said and they laughed or were too silent as if waiting for something as if they waited for too long to remark out of place.
