My Apartment Burned Down. My Parents Said, “Not Our Problem.” Then the Fire Investigator Called.

tone had changed completely now—cold, controlled. “Don’t talk to those investigators without a lawyer. They twist your words.”

“Why would I need a lawyer, Mom? I’m the victim here.”

“I’m just trying to protect you.”

“From what?”

Another long pause. In the background, I heard Richard’s voice, muffled, asking something.

“I have to go,” Patricia said abruptly.continue reading …