Officially On My Own
Their speeches concluded, and silence fell over the dining room once again. I looked from Mark to Sarah, and finally to David.
They sat there with their arms crossed, waiting for me to beg or cry. They told me explicitly that I was on my own from this moment forward.
I was expected to figure out my own housing and finances immediately. They truly believed they were cutting off a dead weight, unaware of the irony of the situation.