My Parents Arrived With Suitcases Like My Apartment Was Already Theirs

dare you.”

I almost said watch me, but I was trying to keep this clean.

Dad stepped closer. Curtis stepped closer too. That ended that.

“You have space,” Dad said.

I laughed then. Couldn’t help it.

“My having space doesn’t create your right to it.”

“You’d put us out on the street?”

“No. Your choices did that.”

Ashley muttered, “Jesus.”

Mom turned on her. “Don’t continue reading …