At Christmas, My Sister Got a $60K BMW and I Got a $2 Piggy Bank Then Dad Threatened to Report My Car Stolen

on mine. “The special’s good today. Comes with extra bacon.”

I order the special and wrap my hands around the warm mug, watching snowflakes dissolve against the window, and Gloria’s words settle into me like a verdict.

For thirty-four years, I’ve been related to the Collins family. Maybe it’s time to find out what an actual family feels like.

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