Foster Mother Sold Blood to Raise Us, Then Crippled and Evicted

The day my foster mother showed up at the door with a bundle under her arm was the day of my wedding. I had security throw her out on the spot. She sprawled at the entrance and wailed, "Ivy! I raised you for over ten years! Now that I'm old and crippled, you chase me off like a dog! I'll sue you for being an undutiful child!" I pulled a few bills out of my bag and threw them on the floor. "Go ahead and sue. I'll cover the filing fee." "My three brothers are here for the wedding today. If you know what's good for you, crawl far away from here." "Because if they see you, I can't promise your other leg won't break too."