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Soon the real estate agent came to take photos of the house just as Mum had found the original title deed. “Tam, you never guess what I have just found,” said Mum waving the paper as I was packing up yet another few boxes after work.
“No, I have no idea, Mum. Enlighten me,” I faltered.
“Well, I have found the missing title deed and wonder where I am going to hide it,” sneered Mum.
“I think you had better tell the real estate agent,” I said honestly.
“Tam, for once in your life can you cut the moral high ground with me and just do as I ask, please? I beg you,” said Mum on her knees pleading me as if she was a five-year-old.
“Oh okay, just put it in here,” I said thoughtfully.
“What about sticking it on the inside, Tam?”
“Yes, but I am going to need more sticky tape,” I said.
“Okay, I will get it off the bench for you, Tam,” said Mum I packed up the box more and stuck it on the inside and hoped that the removers would not find it when we moved.
“Now that is done, Mum,” I said as I finished yet another box.
“Tam you know that money you have in the safe? How do you propose to carry that on the plane,” asked Mum.
“Well, put it in my purse,” I said, feeling exhausted.
“How about you put it into this account that Dan and Meryl have organized and I will take care of that for you,” said Mum
“Oh okay,” I said feeling totally exhausted, not thinking what I was doing and handing her the money. This was the last time I would ever see my money and it showed how easily you can be scammed by your own family.
After the money was safely deposited in the account, the real estate agent phoned to say that he had a buyer. The buyer came to visit and stayed briefly, but I was told to make myself scarce as usual. Luckily, I had extra shifts for work and when I arrived home, I found that the house was currently under contract and that Caleb from Canada was going to buy the house.
“Now Tam, do you mind to organize and pay for hotels, plane fares and removals,” said Mum.
“Why don’t you pay, Mum,” I said.
“Well most of the furniture is yours, Tam, so it is only right that you pay,” said Mum. “Mmmm, well then I am not going, Mum,” I said, feeling like this was the worst decision Mum had ever made in her life.
“See if I care, Tam, as I will throw all your furniture on the dump and will get Dan and Meryl to help me,” said Mum.
“Now where do I fit in all this?”
“You can live at the backpackers and this is none of your concern, Tam,” said Mum seriously.
“Oh, is that so? Well you can organize matters yourself then,” I said, slamming my door, disgusted with her attitude.