on the floor.

“Fine.”

Then I left.

Part 2

PART 2

To understand why my parents laughed while Vanessa mocked my daughter, you need to understand my childhood.

Vanessa had always been the favorite.

Nobody openly called her that.

They didn’t need to.

If Vanessa earned average grades, Mom called her “well-rounded.”

If I earned better grades, Mom asked why I took continue reading …