I Said “Okay” And Packed Before They Knew What I’d Sent

Out A Terrified Scream From Downstairs.

Everything began when my father quietly slid a printed document across the dinner table as if the decision had already been made.

“Sign it.”

My hand stopped halfway to my plate.

Across from me, my mother carefully carved another piece of roast beef, refusing to meet my eyes.

My older brother, Tyler, leaned comfortably continue reading …