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

four blocks from the venue. Dad called twice insisting I stay at the family rental house with everyone.”

“And what did you say?”

“Nothing.” I smile. “The boundary is the message.”

Seven months of therapy has given me a vocabulary I never had. It has also given me eyes. The family has enlisted what my group calls flying monkeys: Uncle Pete calling about continue reading …