paying us, not the other way around. It’s her that stole our mother’s house and sold it.”
“Yes, she sold it because there was no other choice but to do so. It was that or your mother wouldn’t have lived as long as she did. Part of that money paid for her to have the medicine to help her day to day. The money from the sale paid for her to have treatments when it was needed.” He looked at Piper, realizing he’d hurt her in doing this. “I’m sorry it’s come to this, child. I truly am.”
“I did the best I could under the circumstances. Mom and I had each other. I was able to be at her side when she took her last breath. We got to laugh and cry. If I had to do it all over again the same way, I’d do it. Simply because I was there when she needed me.” Homer hurt because Piper was sobbing now. “She was my world and I hers. We had to do what we needed and never let it take us apart.”
“What would you like to do about the rest, honey?” She said that if the other two wanted to pay her, she’d not take it. It would be too little too late. Homer looked at the other two. “What do you have to say for yourself? I think you should be ashamed of yourself for the way you’ve treated your sister.
“Nothing. She’s lucky she lives here in this little town, or we’d be the ones in the right.” Telling Rocky to get Piper out of here, he was happy that she hugged her niece and nephew before leaving. “So, she gets off scot-free, does she?”
Homer dismissed the case and left the two idiots there to figure out their own crap. Once in his office, he sat down and shook his head. No one would believe what he’d just witnessed. He didn’t much either.
Chapter 2
Fisher didn’t care so much for the way the man in the courtroom was treating his wife. But, as he was nothing more than the person that had found the body, he didn’t give two shits what happened to the man after this. Murdering his longtime lover because she’d gotten knocked up—his words, not Fisher’s—was still against the law.
“Mr. Prince? There’s a phone call for you. I’m to tell you it’s important but not life threatening.” He stood up and moved toward the back of the courtroom. “It’s your uncle.”
That stopped him in his tracks. “I don’t have a living uncle. Who did they say it was?” The bailiff told him they’d not given him a name, other than he was his uncle. “As I said, I don’t have a living uncle.”
Fisher reached out to his family as he made his way to the office where he could use the phone.
I’m with Mom and Dad, and they’re just fine. Dad is talking to Mom about who it might be. I know they had brothers, the two of them, but Dad thinks they’re all dead by now. He thanked Bryant. Are you going to talk to this person?
Yes, but if you’d not mind keeping an open line, I might have some questions as to who this person is. I haven’t any idea what it could be about. He picked up the phone just as the others said they’d be nearby too. He was glad they weren’t blowing this off. “Hello, this is Mr. Prince.”
“This is Homer Parkerson. I’m sorry to have pulled you away from what you were doing, Mr. Prince, but I didn’t think he was going to allow me to speak to you by just telling him I had a favor to ask of you.” Fisher asked him what was going on. “I was the sitting judge on a domestic case a few weeks ago. The girl, I guess a woman, was being sued by her halfwit sister and brother. Now, I want you to know I don’t usually say things like that, but they’re idiots of the highest order. Anyway, they’re at it again. This time it’s about the insurance money that— Not that it matters, but they’re after her again for things they think should be theirs. Nary a time in the last ten years have they done squat for their poor mother, leaving Piper—that’s her name—there to do everything on her own. Now they want to come after the insurance money that went to paying off the rest of the