I Called Three Investigators to My Nephew’s Birthday Party

surprised me enough that I laughed. Actually laughed. In front of everybody.

“Smug,” I said. “I got here at six in the morning to set up your son’s party.”

“You do that so people feel guilty.”

There it was. The family sport. Turn labor into manipulation. If the person doing the work never asks for anything, invent a motive anyway. Makes it easier.

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