My Parents Arrived With Suitcases Like My Apartment Was Already Theirs

to my unit. I’d like this documented before it gets worse.”

Curtis didn’t ask questions.

“On the way.”

My mother heard every word.

Her smile slipped first. Then she put it back on, too fast.

“Security?” she said. “Savannah, don’t be dramatic.”

Ashley looked up from her phone with the same expression she’d had since high school whenever consequences wandered continue reading …