A woman receives a phone call from her future self, warning her that her partner is cheating and urging her to change her life before it's too late. Following the cryptic advice, she must decide whether to trust the voice from tomorrow and protect the one thing her future self insists she must never sell.
You know how important the furniture business is to this family if it goes under all of us will suffer right now. We need cash Fast she came over and grabbed my hand that old Brooklyn house Your grandmother left you is in a good area close to the commercial district We asked around it could sell for at least seven hundred thousand that would fill the
I pulled my hand back. Not a ripple crossed my face. My future self had warned me again and again, do not sell that house.
When I said nothing, my father grew more anxious. Nora, we are family. When the family is in trouble, you cannot just stand by. The house is sitting empty.
No one lives there. Keeping it is a waste. Let us use it to get through this. Once I get through this, I will make it up to you.
Emily looked at me with wet eyes. Nora? I lifted my gaze and looked at the three of them. Then I said, slowly, fine.
All three of them brightened at once. My father smiled. I knew you would understand. But I cut him off. But I have one question. If I have to sell my house to save this business, who gets the business in the end? The living room went dead silent.
Emily's head snapped up. She bit her lip hard. My father's smile froze. Linda's sincere expression vanished. She stared at me without answering. In that strange, awkward silence I laughed the sound was almost jarring everyone knew the answer every dollar this family had was meant for Emily they wanted me to sell the house