"Henry is your husband, and Jimmy is your son. Both of them are missing. And you're not seeking death, are you? You and I are the same. Don't point fingers at me."
She couldn't win me in an argument, so she complained to my mom.
"Mom! Did you hear what Rhea said? They're missing, and she's eating as if nothing has happened!"
Mom took the phone and scolded me.
I put my phone aside and listened to them cursing while continuing to eat.
When my mom was tired of scolding, I asked her, "Have you eaten yet, Mom?"
"What do you think? I can't even go out of the bathroom!"
"You'd better save your strength then. After all, you have to stay in there for a while longer."
After I hung up the phone, neither of them called again. Perhaps their phones died. Finally, I could have a moment of peace.
For three days, I didn't hear anything from Mom and Sheila. Then they came home.
As soon as Sheila entered the door, she pounced on me. "We are so miserable. It's so unfair that you're doing just fine!"
She attacked me first. Therefore, I fought back at once. I slapped her face twice hard and kicked her.