I closed the door and locked it.
I realized something worse.
***
That evening, I sent my mother one final message explaining everything I knew.
I told her I realized Sarah had been telling the truth about not having an affair and that some of the kids had already grown uncomfortable around her because of the lies and manipulation.
And finally, I told her I was done.
Then I blocked her number.
Of course, she still tried showing up at the house afterward.
I told her I was done.
***
One afternoon, my mother stood outside pounding on the door while the kids cried upstairs, listening to her yell.
That was the day I finally called the cops and had her removed for trespassing.
I won’t lie and say it didn’t hurt. She was still my mother.