Chapter 40 Tristan

• My car jolts as I put it in reverse and peel out of the construction site. Who the hell do they think they are? They can’t do this to me, not now, not ever. I try to drive calmly, but in no time, I accelerate as I head over to my in-law’s ranch for the first time in over five . I’d never been in their home, but I’d been on their land.
• The ranch is the second biggest in North Carolina, and my in-laws have the bank account to show for it. They’ve always hated me, but I didn’t think they’d do this. I didn’t know they’d be this cruel.
• I drive past dust-covered roads with open fields on both sides. Cows moo and graze lazily in the fields, but I spare them no looks. The air smells like shit. I am in the Fisher’s territory but not here to admire the livestock. I’m here to know why they want to fucking rip my daughter from me and to tell them there is no way in hell it happens.