“Where are you? My kids are hungry, and the table still isn’t cleared!” my sister demanded on my birthday, as if cooking, cleaning, and caring for her children were automatically my responsibility. – Welcome

“Daniel always rescued Ashley. Even when they were kids. Their mother encouraged it. We all did, I suppose. Every bad decision became an emergency for someone else to fix.”

I thought about the missing savings.

The boutique.

My Lexus.

The home-equity application.

“That explains it,” I said. “It doesn’t excuse it.”

“No,” Robert replied. “It doesn’t.”

Then we continue reading …