Deedee was just stirring her sweet potatoes, and Naomi braced for the next salvo.
"It's just the waste of the thing, Mama--your inheritance. And Phil and I don't mind you coming to live with us, but you had to know--"
"Your father never told me exactly how much he was putting into it. It was his family's cabin after all and his weekend place. "
"But he had to have showed you! It's not like you never went. He had the whole family up there for Big Mom's 90th birthday! And you weren't curious?"
Naomi considered what she was going to say next, because she knew it would come out.
"For thirty years I knew he was prepping, ok? Is that what you want me to say, sister? He showed me what he had dug out in there and the fortifications and promised me it was for all of us..."
"Then you saw that little manhole we all were going to have climb in?"
There it was. Dee on her size bullshit. Here it comes.