“Then why do you need my fifty thousand dollars for a cruise?”
David finally looked at me, his eyes cold with a resentment I’d never seen before. “Because we deserve it, Mom. We work hard. We’ve earned a luxury vacation.”
“With my money?” I asked.
“Money you’re just hoarding anyway!” Lilia snapped. “What are you saving it for? You’re sixty-two years old with no life, no friends. At least let your family enjoy it.”
