My Family Charged Maui To My Card While I Slept

from under the table. Pam was Dad’s older sister, a retired school secretary with a smoker’s cough and a Facebook account full of Minions. She had inserted herself into every family fight since 1998 and somehow always found a way to mention her thyroid.

I answered and put her on speaker.

“Zoe Ann,” she said. “I’m hearing you’re threatening your mother continue reading …