MY SISTER ANNOUNCED SHE WAS PREGNANT

things.”

“Where am I supposed to go?” he asked, his voice pathetic and remarkably small.

I looked down at the woman sitting next to him, her mascara running down her cheeks, her red lipstick smeared carelessly across her chin.

“I hear Melissa needs stability,” I said.

I didn’t wait for their response. I turned my back on the wreckage they had made of themselves continue reading …