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The four of us walked at a good pace, as we had for the last three years when we decided that old age wasn’t going to beat us without a fight. I told them everything that had happened at Melissa’s house. Every shout, every snub, every hurtful word.
My friends listened in silence, shaking their heads in indignation. When I finished, Mary was the first to speak. “Aurora, that girl needs a lesson she will never forget.”
“But they don’t think they owe us anything.”
Rose walked beside me, squeezing my arm. “Oh, what are you going to do, friend?”
“I’m going to teach her that her mother is no fool,” I told them. “Today, we’re going to the bank and then to the lawyer.
It’s time for Melissa to learn that actions have consequences.”
We finished our one-hour walk and sat on our usual bench to do our stretching exercises. I loved that part of my routine—feeling strong, feeling capable, feeling alive. After saying goodbye to the girls, I stopped by Mrs.
Carmen’s beauty salon. I needed a touch-up on my hair color and a manicure. Carmen has known me for 15 years and always makes me feel like new.
“You look radiant, Aurora,” she said as she applied the dye. “Any special event?”
“Let’s just say I have some very important meetings,” I replied. “I need to look impeccable.”
“You always look impeccable. You’re one of those women who don’t go unnoticed.”
While she was drying my hair, I checked my bank account from my phone’s app. Thank God my husband and I were planners.
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