Victoria reached down and shoved Sarah's wheelchair with great force.
The wheels slid across the smooth marble surface with a screech.
Sarah lost her balance and tumbled onto the hard floor.
Her heart raced as pain shot through her weak tired legs.
Leo dropped his toy car and sprinted toward his fallen mother.
Leo: Mommy, please get up right now!
Sarah: I am okay Leo, stay behind me!
Victoria: Look at you sitting on the floor where you belong.
Sarah held her young son close to her tight chest.
She glared up at her step-sister with deep fierce anger.
Victoria laughed softly and adjusted her shiny gold watch.
She looked completely heartless in the bright afternoon light.
The sound of footsteps echoed near the dark wooden front door.
The family attorney Mr. Miller walked into the huge room.
He carried a heavy leather briefcase under his long arm.
Mr. Miller: What on earth is happening in this house?
Victoria: I am just escorting trespassers off my property.
Sarah: She pushed me out of my chair, Mr. Miller!
Mr. Miller set his heavy bag down on the wooden table.
He looked at Victoria with a very stern serious expression.
He adjusted his glasses and pulled out a thick folder.
Sarah felt a tiny spark of hope inside her chest.
Mr. Miller had been her father's lawyer for twenty years.
He knew the truth about the original land title deed.
Victoria folded her arms and rolled her dark blue eyes.
Victoria: You are wasting your precious time with these old papers.
Mr. Miller: We shall see about that right now, Victoria.
Leo wiped a small tear from his red warm cheek.
He squeezed Sarah's hand gently to give her some strength.
Sarah pulled herself back up into her rolling chair carefully.
She refused to look weak in front of her family enemy.
The stage was set for a massive legal battle today.