Margaret, better known as Maggie, had once been one of my sister Brenda’s trusted subordinates.
My sister ran a gang, commanding respect and fear, but when it came to me, she was a relentless control freak.
After we lost our parents, she took on the impossible role of being both my protector and my parent, raising me single-handedly.
When I was fifteen, she made a promise to spend my birthday with me. I had waited eagerly for that day, but instead, she ran off to face down our greatest rival.
I was furious and terrified and I didn’t say a word to her for a month.
Only when she came to me, tears streaming down her face and vowed to leave that dangerous world behind did I find it in my heart to forgive her?
I couldn’t believe it; after all these years, her subordinates were still tangled up in these shady dealings. To make it worse, they had gone as far as tying me up!
If it hadn’t been for her flashy, over-the-top appearance, I might not have even recognized her.
The thought left me both anxious and furious.
"Margaret, have you completely lost it? How dare you tie me up like this!" I shouted, my frustration boiling over.