Mom says I dishonored the family, Sis takes pity on me
I paid the Uber driver and pulled my duffle bag out the rear door. I looked up the walkway to the family home which I had departed with so much fanfare a year and a half ago. A feeling of dread came over me as I thought about entering the house under these circumstances. My “twin” stepsister saw me emerge from the cab and rushed out the side door to welcome me home. We called ourselves twins since we were born on the same day twenty-two years ago although half a world apart. Jill’s dad, Roger, married my mother, Delphi, … Read more