are more flattering.”
On you.
Not with the wedding.
On you.
I almost laughed. Instead I asked, “Do you want me there, or do you want credit for inviting me?”
She got offended too fast. That’s another tell.
“Why would you say that? You’re my sister.”
Because I know you, I thought.
But I said yes.
God knows why. Some old rotten hope probably. Maybe because a continue reading …