My Brother Handed Me an Economy Ticket

slipped down his nose.

Brandon took half a breath. “Well, I mean, I was coordinating things.”

I kept going.

“And when Lisa got married, you stood at the reception bar and accepted three separate thank-yous for the wedding check.”

My mother whispered, “Brandon?”

He was red now.

“It all came from the family.”

“No,” I said. “It came from me.”

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