The Day My Sister Learned Whose House It Really Was

school science fair, Dad said he would try, then forgot.

Laura saw it before I let myself admit it.

“Your mother likes the version of family where your sister stays at the center and everyone else orbits around her,” she told me one night while folding towels.

I remember being irritated.

Not because she was wrong.

Because she said it clean.

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