Chapter 13 - The Contest Without a HouseVanessa went to the church anyway. She had nothing left of her gingerbread mansion, but she brought photographs of its construction, a white dress, and a speech about forgiveness.
I attended with Grandma and Naomi. The sanctuary was full of children holding paper lanterns. I hated that our fight had reached a place meant to feel safe.
Vanessa took the microphone after the choir. "This season has taught me how cruel families can be," she began. "My own mother-in-law destroyed my labor of love."
A few people nodded. Then Denise stood near the aisle.
"Vanessa," she said, "the board needs an accounting of donations attributed to Willow House."
Vanessa laughed weakly. "This is neither the time nor the place."
"You made it the place when you used the church's name in a property sale," Denise answered.
The pastor asked everyone to move the discussion to the fellowship hall. No mob formed. No one shouted. The quieter it got, the less Vanessa could hide behind spectacle.
In the hall, Naomi provided the board with the fund statements and asked it to preserve the records. Ava, with her mother's permission, showed the original tree video to the officers reviewing Vanessa's complaint about Pearl. They asked for a copy. The church's volunteer coordinator also viewed it, because Vanessa had insisted that Grandma was the sole aggressor.
Grandma spoke next. "I broke the gingerbread house. I was wrong and I apologized. But those ornaments were made by a woman who is no longer here to defend her work. Their destruction wasn't an accident."
Vanessa's jaw shook. "You all think I'm a monster over some glass."
"No," Denise said. "We're asking about money."
The treasurer opened a folder. "A withdrawal was made last Friday using a board authorization none of us remember signing."
Then she read the payee aloud.
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