One day before my brother’s wedding, he demanded my penthouse and told me to move into a rental home. – Welcome

changed Christmas?”

“Yes.”

“And nobody told me?”

There was movement on the other end.

Then Dad took the phone.

“Everything was easier without you there.”

The cake box dug into my thumb.

I don’t remember moving, but somehow I ended up beside a display of dinner rolls while my father explained why my own family had celebrated Christmas without me.

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