My Cousin Read the Headline Out Loud at Thanksgiving

this?”

I pulled the swinging door shut behind me.

“No.”

That made him glance back.

I meant it.

Humiliation as sport had always been his thing, not mine.

He laughed under his breath. “Bullshit.”

“You humiliate me every year in that dining room. I just usually save you the trouble of consequences.”

He turned fully then.

“You could’ve warned me.”

I stared at him.continue reading …