The Random Tuesday Test: Caregiving, Inheritance, and What Family Really Owes

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“It’s making me look bad,” he snapped.

I exhaled slowly. “I didn’t name you.”

“I know it’s me,” he said.

And there it was again.

Not grief.

Not regret.

Image.

“I’m getting messages,” he continued. “People are sending me screenshots. It’s—this is insane.”

I almost said, Welcome to being uncomfortable.
I almost said, Now you know what 2:00 AM feels like.

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