Chapter 5 5

You are a garbage mother, the caller says. Who is this, I ask? You will know soon enough. I hung up, not wanting to listen anymore to what the caller had to say. I am freaking out at this point, thinking I should let George know what has happened today. George! George! What is it, Kat? The kids? No, but I'd been feeling like someone was following me and Dylan knew about my car almost immediately. Now I saw someone outside and got a call from an unknown number saying that I was a bad mom. Oh, honey comes here, Geoge says. I walked into his waiting arms. Why is this happening George, I ask?

Honey, I have no idea who is doing this or why this is going on? Just be careful and if it keeps happening we will go to the police. Okay, George. I'll watch my back. I need to call Larry and let him know that I won't be able to clean the Lodge with the kids being sick. Well, no go ahead and I will watch the kids for you. Oh, are you sure George? Yes kid I am, go on now. Go on to work, we will be just fine. The keys to the car Lucky had sitting around are on the counter kid. We are gonna have to talk to Lucky about this car. What's wrong with mine? Well, honestly, it's going to cost more to fix than it is worth. Damnit! That's just great. How am I going to get to work and class, George? Well, calm down now, that's what the car is for. I don't get it... Well, you see, Lucky has this car right that is just sitting there, runs well and it's big enough for you and the kids. Okay George, but in my experience, nobody, and I mean nobody does anything for free. Well here's the other thing..... he wants you to pay what you can and when you can, but he will cover your insurance. What no George, I can't let him do that. Well, kid, you know how Lucky is. He knows what's going on and just wants to help. Fine, we will do it his way. What I didn't know was that all the money I ended up paying him went straight into an account and just sat there. I rush around to get all of my stuff gathered up and run out the door to my new car. I drive the twenty minutes out to the Lodge and park my car. Well, it's a Buick with a huge back to haul groceries in or things for the kids. As I'm getting my keys out of my phone for a second time today, plays Toxic. Great, just what I need is Dylan calling me. I just let it ring but he doesn't stop calling me. What Dylan, I ask? What do you want? So the kids are sick, huh? Okay, how the hell do you know that? Are you following me? No you stupid cow, I'm in California but I do and will know everything you do.I can't believe this, you are crazy, I say. Kathleen, you know that you can't make it on your own. That's why you live with your parents. You are worthless. Those brats will come to Miranda and me once we are done with this divorce and you will never see them again. Dylan, you can't just take my kids from me and think that I won't go down without a fight. These are my kids and not yours. You don't even like them, let alone want them. Kathleen, you are so stupid, he tells me. It's just a control thing for you, isn't it? Dylan, you don't want them at all, why fight so hard to get them? You don't know what I want, Kathleen, Dylan tells me. Just like you to always try and tell others what they want or need. You are pathetic, Kathleen. I'd had enough and hung up. Why won't he just leave me alone? Why does he feel the need to make my life a living hell? You are good enough, Kat. You are a kind and caring person. You are beautiful. I chant my little motto to myself, hoping that one day I will believe the things I say to myself. I have to reign in my anger and sadness before I freak out on someone innocent. I get inside and make quick work, grabbing all my cleaning supplies and heading to the nearest bathroom to start on them. As I'm cleaning, I hear a door slam just down the hall. I screamed a blood-curdling scream. What the hell was that noise? I went to check where the noise came from and it was one of the empty offices down the hall from the bathroom. Hello, I yell. Is anybody there? Yes, because whoever came to kill was for sure going to answer Kat, I said in disbelief to myself. I don't like being here alone, but what can I do about it now? As I'm walking down the hall, I get closer and closer to the hand on the handle. Kat! KAT! Are you here? I heard this coming from the other end of the building. That's weird as I stand there stuck in place with my hand on the handle. KAT! Where are you? I know who it is instantly. Larry, I'm down the hall. I call out to him. I go back to cleaning. When he finally gets to me he's not too happy. Kat, I got a call from an unknown number today telling me that you were stealing from me. What Larry you know, this isn't true at all. I've been working here since I was allowed to come back to work, I told him. No Kat, you know I wouldn't believe a bad thing about or towards you. I breathed out a sigh of relief. Oh Larry you scared me.