“So what if I smashed it? So what if I refuse to return it? Once it’s mine, it’s mine. Blame your grandfather—he’s the fool who gave it to me instead of you.”
Seeing her son suffer, Mrs. Walker finally snapped and lunged at me.
But this time, I sidestepped, and she stumbled to the floor herself.
Already old, she hurt her back in the fall and couldn’t get up.