My Brother Arrested Me At Thanksgiving Dinner

years ago. Right before you left.”

I waited. Twelve years ago. I was in college, about to be recruited.

“Do you remember the car accident?” he asked.

My mind went blank for a second. “The car accident? You mean that fender bender on campus? The one where I hit that guy’s parked car?” I remembered it vaguely. A minor collision, no one hurt. I’d paid a continue reading …