As predicted before the end of the week was out, Walter tried to take money out of the account. It got him arrested. From there the drama jumped to the level of daytime soap opera. The phone rang and when I answered it I was greeted by a tirade.
“You got me arrested. You bitch. Don’t think for one second I will not make you pay. I’m going to take the kids and you are never getting them back,” yelled Walter.
“Actually you’re blaming the wrong bitch for getting you arrested. It was me I blocked you from taking mine and Shane’s money and doing goodness knows what with it. I told them to call the police if you tried to take out our money again.”
Silence took over the line. After a while, the question came. “Who is this?”
“The daughter you want to take from her mother. The daughter you ignored most of her life. The daughter you taught by your every action that all men who create a child are not fathers. The daughter who’s life you want to ruin by trying to keep her away from a full scholarship so you can steal her money.”
“What scholarship?” he asked a shock.
“The daughter you obviously know nothing about. You are not taking me or my brother, so we’ll see you in court.” Kylie slammed down the phone.
“What she said,” replied Lindsay and put down the phone.
My baby has shot the cannonball at his chest. She bounced into the sitting room where I had been relaxing waving her phone.
“I got it all on tape. We’ve got the rat bag now,” she said with glee. “I’m going to send this to dad.” She quickly sent the recording off to Mr. Divine then skipped back into the bedroom.
Mr. Divine called me several minutes later. “That child is scary. She has no fear.”
“You’re telling me,” Lindsay murmured.
“I sent it to the lawyer,” said Mr. Divine. “He is pushing for a court date so hopefully this helps.”
“Fingers crossed,” I said.
“I’ll be home in about an hour or so,” he said. “Love you baby.”
“I love you too,” I replied then ended the call.
Sitting back in the chair Lindsay considered her life as it was right know. Slightly complicated but she was loved and truly happy. To her, that was all that mattered. From her spot on the couch, Lindsay could hear the children talking and laughing. This was the life she dreamed of and now she had it, no one was taking it away. Walter better watch his back.