Chapter 15 - My Mother Recovers Her Sharp And Unyielding Focus
Back at the DeLuca estate, autumn leaves drifted lazily across the stone patio where the terrifying ordeal had taken place just days prior.
My mother sat by the living room window, knitting a blanket while sunlight warmed her face through the spotless glass.
I walked over, handing her a fresh cup of chamomile tea before pulling up a chair beside her.
“How are you feeling today, Mom?” I asked gently, watching her serene expression.
“I feel like a heavy burden has finally been lifted off my shoulders, Julian,” she smiled, setting her knitting needles down.
“The grand jury indictment was officially filed this morning,” I informed her quietly. “She won't be seeing bail anytime soon.”
“Good,” my mother said firmly, her eyes flashing with a strength that proved she was never weak or senile. “Women like that belong behind bars where they cannot hurt anyone else.”
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“We’re installing upgraded security gates and biometric access controls across the entire property this week,” I added.
“Good idea,” she chuckled softly. “Though I doubt anyone will ever try to sneak past our front doors again after this.”
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