My Sister Moved Her Family Into My New Mansion

was more than she expected.

“To give you something. Then I’ll leave.”

“What?”

“The repayment schedule. Signed. And a copy of the separation filing.”

I said nothing.

She looked thinner. Older. Not punished exactly. Stripped of the gloss she wore when she was getting away with things.

“I left Derek,” she said. “Not because you told me to. Because I heard myself continue reading …