Chapter 7
As the hospital bills piled up, the Millers were bleeding money fast.]
So they got desperate–tried to come after Sera to test her as a kidney match.
Every day, they came screaming outside our old house, cussing and yelling like lunatics.]
But after the last mess, I’d already moved.[]
Took my parents and Sera and started fresh in another town.]
That old house was empty.[]
After a while, even the neighbors started questioning Imogene’s story.]
They got tired of the circus.]
The Millers had always been bullies, and when folks called them out, they’d just scream louder.]
Eventually, people had enough.[]
One day, after yet another angry outburst, the neighbors snapped.]
They beat the crap out of Barnabas, Cletus, and Thad.[]
Black eyes, busted lips, boot prints all over.[]
By the time the cops arrived, those three looked like roadkill.]
Too many people had joined in, and they couldn’t even say who’d hit them.
No arrests, no charges–just hospital bills.[]
And those bills cleaned them out for good.[]
With no money left, their precious grandson couldn’t stay in the hospital anymore.]
Thad started texting me constantly.[]
“Elsie, I know I messed up. Please… help the last hope of the Miller family.“]
“It’s just one kidney. Sera won’t even miss it.“[]
“We’re out of options.“]
“If Sera can’t donate, can you at least lend us some money?“]
“I still love you, Elsie.“]]
“Let’s get back together.“]
I just laughed.]
The nerve of that guy.
Every number he used, I blocked immediately.[]
But I never changed my phone number.]
Why?
Because every new text cost him money.
Let him waste his dollars–every penny burned felt like justice.
Eventually, they had to sell everything just to keep the boy alive.[]
Sold the house, sold their car
But even that cash only bought them two more months.]
When I heard they were broke again, I felt nothing but cold satisfaction.[]
I wondered–when they really hit bottom, would they finally give up on that kid too?]
They Chove Binod Over Love Now They Cry at My GRAVE
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Chapter 7
Then, like it was Thad’s brilliant idea or something, they turned to the internet.]
Started milking sympathy from strangers online.
“Please, kind people–my grandson is six years old and fighting kidney cancer.“1
“We sold everything we had to try and save him.“]
“Please help us keep him alive.“]]
They wept on camera, all shaky voices and red eyes.
And it worked.]
A bunch of clueless folks donated out of the goodness of their hearts.]
They raised over thirty grand in no time.]]
The Millers were thrilled.]
Imogene even bragged.]
“Can you believe all it took was some tears?”
“These suckers just handed over their money!“]
“When my grandson gets better, I’ll cry on the internet every day–easy money!“]
Once the hospital was paid, they came for me again.]
Imogene wasn’t satisfied with online donations.
She started posting lies about me, stirring up hate.]
“Y’all don’t know the truth–my grandson could’ve had a transplant right away.“]
“But my cold hearted ex–daughter in law ran off with her kid and divorced my son the minute she found out.“]
“She didn’t just refuse to help–she stole every penny we had!“[]
“She’s the reason my grandson’s still sick!“]
The same old twisted lies.
And people bought it. Again.
“She’s a monster–we need to expose her!”
“Let’s dig up everything on her–she deserves to pay!”
So they started digging, trying to dox me online.[]
When I heard about it, I just shook my head.]
To Imogene, the world is full of idiots–unless they’re Millers, they must be fools.[]
But I was ready.]
rd saved every voicemail, every text, every video of them yelling at our door.[]
I posted everything.0
And the internet exploded.]
