My Sister Broke Into My Mansion

please. Don’t do this to your sister.”

I looked down at her hand until she let go.

“You gave her my address.”

“I made a mistake.”

“You made a choice.”

“Don’t talk to me like I’m one of your employees.”

“I don’t have employees.”

“You know what I mean.”

I did know. That was the sad little rotten part. I knew every meaning behind every word. Family was supposed continue reading …