you know how your mom is. She
can talk a lot and she doesn’t listen.
I feel like your mom doesn’t respect
me sometimes. She came and
disrespected me in front of my
workers. I can’t have these other
men looking at me like I don’t know
how to control my wife.”
After the bicycle, my mom
hired contractors she knew through
the real-estate business to build her
a separate house in the backyard,
like a little servants’ quarters, and
she moved in there with Isaac.
“This is the most insane thing
I’ve ever seen,” I told her.
“This is all I can do,” she said.