The Plan to Dump 8 Grandkids Destroyed: The 67-Year-Old Grandmother's Christmas Eve Plot Twist
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Chapter 9: The Phone Calls
The phone calls started on Christmas Eve.
Rachel called first.
“Mom, this is not funny. The kids are crying. We don’t know what to do.”
I listened quietly.
Then I said, “I left a note. I need this time for myself.”
She was silent for a moment.
Then she said, “You always do this for us. Why not this year?”
“Because I’m tired,” I said. “And I deserve a Christmas that belongs to me.”
Michael called next.
“Mom, we’re sorry. Just come home. We’ll help this time.”
I smiled.
“You said that last year. And the year before.”
Lauren called.
“The kids miss you. Please.”
I told them all the same thing.
“I love you. But I need this.”
The phone calls continued.
May you like
I did not answer all of them.
I sat on the beach and let the waves answer instead.
