Fifty Ways to Leave Your Lover

A long time ago, a relationship was turning sour. One adult in the relationship decided that her daughter's bad behaviour merited the continual getting at of her step daughter, the child of the other adult. Things became so bad that physical violence began occurring between the daughter and the parent, and between the two adults in the relationship. One of the adults remembers a sore and bruised chin after a right hook. The other, possibly relieved at not being strangled.
Completely unrelatedly, one of the adults thought it would be a good idea to attend a demonstration against world poverty in Cologne, at a meeting of world leaders. The place on the coach was obtained, with the active encouragement of the other adult, and the hotel booked. Unfortunately, even as that person departed for the motorway service area to catch the coach, late at night, another row was started between remaining adult and step daughter (this was nearly before mobiles, so this was only established by a late night phone call from a phone box).
When, after the demonstration, 3 days later, the adult returned from foreign parts, it was to discover a house emptied of furniture, occupied only by a daughter, a small son, and a sister of the returnee. Even the mattress on the parental bed was gone, and the sitting material was an old sofa retrieved from the cellar.
The returning adult was shocked beyond belief, especially when it was discovered that so-called friends had helped remove the furniture under the distressed gaze of 2 young children. And of course, emails followed asking for stuff that had been "forgotten".
Obviously, I kept the house which is still worth more than the furniture. The children are adult, and I have no idea where my step daughter or her mother are.