My Parents Arrived With Suitcases Like My Apartment Was Already Theirs

looked at me and said, “Can I have the name of your lawyer?”

That one I didn’t expect either.

Mom actually gasped. Tiny, offended, ridiculous.

Dad said, “Ashley, don’t be stupid.”

Ashley bent, unzipped the front pocket of her carry-on, and took out a thick envelope folded soft at the corners. She held it up.

“I found these in his backpack in Milan,” she continue reading …