All Chapters of Driven Out: Daughter Thinks I'm a Thief: Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

8 Chapters

Chapter 1

I was just about to hand over a gift card when my daughter, Lisa Mercer, suddenly held up several plane tickets."Mom, I already bought tickets for a morning flight to Costa Bella tomorrow."Warmth spread through my chest. A month ago, my old girlfriends organized a group trip to Costa Bella. I couldn't go because I was helping Lisa take care of her children, but she promised she would take me once she was on vacation.I looked forward to it for a long time, and now I could finally ring in the New Year with my friends on the coast.I agreed with a smile. "Great, let me go pack my things."Before I could finish, she cut me off. "Right. Pack up your things and head back to your own place."I froze. "What do you mean? You're kicking me out?"Lisa glanced at me and replied calmly, "These six tickets are for Brandon's parents and our family of four. You don't need to come."I'm not trying to kick you out. It's just that we're all leaving first thing tomorrow and nobody will be home.

Chapter 2

My heart sank. That cot was my bed.When I first moved in, I only planned to stay through Lisa's postpartum recovery, but one thing led to another and three years slipped by. She mentioned replacing it with a proper bed more than once, yet it never happened.I always told myself they were just too busy with work and it slipped their minds. Now I could see it for what it really was. I was the only one who ever cared.I smiled and said nothing. Kevin picked up on my embarrassment and quickly changed the subject. He knew my situation.Years ago, I originally asked him to help me rent the apartment out, and he even found tenants. But Lisa needed a place to live right around that time, so I dropped it.I found Kevin to be a straightforward, honest person, so I referred clients to him on several occasions. We got to know each other well over time. I even invited him over for meals more than once, so he was familiar with how things were at home.The buyer was pleased with the apartment

Chapter 3

My mood lifted with every bite. There was something to be said for spending money on yourself.For years, I pinched every penny so I could help Lisa out, giving her family everything while keeping nothing for myself. And for all of it, she still looked at me like I wasn't good enough.Well, those days were over. From now on, I was going to enjoy my retirement.After dinner, I went to the mall. I bought myself a wine-red wool coat for 1,300 dollars. The color brought out my complexion beautifully.I stood in front of the mirror and couldn't help but marvel. I wasn't as old as I thought.I got home around 10:00 pm. When I turned my phone back on, the screen was flooded with missed calls and messages from the whole family.I didn't need to open them to know what they said. They wanted me to apologize for my behavior.For years, I swallowed every grievance to keep Lisa's life running smoothly. But they forgot something. I might be a mother, but I was still a person.And every perso

Chapter 4

The line went dead silent. All I could hear was heavy, ragged breathing. A few seconds passed before the screaming erupted again, worse than before."Sold it? How could you sell it? That's our home! We've lived there for eight years! How could you do this without even talking to us first?"Have you lost your mind, Mom? Get back here right now and get that apartment back! It's ours!"I could picture her standing in front of that brand-new security door at Maple Ridge, face twisted with fury. Diane and her husband were probably standing behind her with their luggage, completely lost. Brandon was likely pacing back and forth, frantically checking his phone. And the two kids were almost certainly in tears, frightened by the chaos and their mother's meltdown.I cut through her hysterics. Every word came out measured and calm."The deed to unit 2702 at Maple Ridge has only ever had one name on it. Mine. Naomi Aldridge."Legally, it is my property, and I have every right to do with it

Chapter 5

Lisa couldn't believe it. The mother who was always gentle, always agreeable, who put Lisa and the children before herself without fail, had actually gone through with something this drastic.Diane grabbed Lisa's arm, her voice shrill and impatient. "Well? What did she say? What's going on? "What do you mean she sold the apartment? How could she sell our apartment?"Lisa's son, Tommy, was yanking at the door handle, stamping his feet in frustration. "Yeah! Mom, how come my key doesn't work anymore?"Her younger daughter, Millie, was terrified by the commotion and clung to Brandon's leg, sobbing. "Daddy, I want to go home! I want my teddy bear!"Brandon was just as overwhelmed, checking the floor and unit numbers over and over, half-convinced he had stepped off the elevator on the wrong floor.But the door in front of them was unfamiliar. Even the welcome wreath wasn't theirs.From inside, they could hear the faint sound of a television and someone cooking. Every detail was a co

Chapter 6

The room was noisy, the sheets were yellowed, and every detail stood in cruel contrast to the luxury they enjoyed in Costa Bella just hours before. Once the older couple and the children were settled, Lisa and Brandon sat across from each other, exhausted and lost."What do we do now?"Brandon's tone was sharp. "What can we do? Find your mother first. We'll figure out the rest after that. She really went for the throat this time and didn't even leave us a way out."All the frustration and resentment Lisa held in finally boiled over, but she aimed it at her husband. "You're blaming my mother? If your mother wasn't constantly making snide little comments and rubbing everything in people's faces, do you think I would have said any of that to her?""Why are you dragging my mother into this? You're the one who can't communicate with your own mom!"If you had handled it better from the start, or even just watched your tone, none of this would have happened!"The argument erupted. Eig

Chapter 7

I smiled, though it was a bittersweet one. "The way I see it, I spent the first half of my life living for my parents, then for my husband, then for my daughter. This second half, I'm living for myself."Lisa and Brandon are adults. If they're capable, they'll figure it out on their own. If they're not, then it's time they learned to carry their own weight. I can't do it for them forever, and I shouldn't have to."Everyone agreed. At our age, we all saw enough of the world to understand that while family mattered deeply, a healthy family needed boundaries, mutual respect, and gratitude.Endless, unconditional sacrifice didn't breed devotion. More often than not, it bred selfishness and indifference.Lisa's family lasted about two weeks in the motel before the mounting costs and the school situation forced their hand. They scrambled to rent a cramped two-bedroom apartment far from the kids' original school district.The neighborhood was loud, the space was tight, and with the older

Chapter 8

The doorbell rang a second time, a long pause before it, tentative and uncertain.A few minutes later, I walked to the door and opened it.Lisa looked up at me, and her eyes went red instantly. Her lips trembled as if she wanted to say "Mom," but no sound came out. She lifted the bag in her hand, then lowered it again, unsure what to do with herself.I stepped aside. My voice was calm. "Come in."She walked in carefully and perched on the very edge of the couch like she was afraid to take up too much space. Her eyes moved quickly around the room, taking in how tidy and warm it looked, and something complicated passed across her face."Mom..." She finally choked the word out. "I... I'm so sorry..."The tears came, and she swiped at them with the back of her hand, but they kept falling faster than she could wipe them away."The apartment... I was horrible. And what I said to you was unforgivable. I don't even know what's wrong with me."It all came pouring out, months of bottled-

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