“Am I supposed to greet the guests myself? You mean, you’re going to go on vacation for a week?!”

week?”

“Horrible,” he admitted. “I had no idea how hard it was. I’m sorry.”

She told him what she had realized on vacation: she didn’t want to live like that anymore.

“No more guests without asking me first,” she said. “If you invite them, you handle everything. I may help—but it’s help, not my duty. And we need to set boundaries with your mother.”

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