After about thirty minutes, he suddenly veered off the highway and stopped next to a dilapidated bus shelter. There was no one around, just empty fields. “Get out,” he said curtly. “Why? I don’t understand.” “Get. Out. We’re here.” I obediently opened the door and stepped onto the shoulder. The wind immediately whipped my hair…
“We are family!” The desperation in my voice made me hate myself. “Please, Mom. The kids were so excited. I made pies. We can squeeze in somewhere.” Jessica appeared behind Mom now, wearing a cream-colored cashmere sweater that probably cost more than my monthly rent. “Seriously,” she said, her contempt unconcealed. “You actually drove here without confirming?…
Dad’s voice boomed from somewhere near the living room. “Some people just don’t get hints about being unwanted.” The laughter that followed felt like knives. Multiple people laughing at me, at my kids standing in the cold. Mom’s expression shifted to something almost triumphant. “You really should learn to read the room, Sarah. Jessica is…
“Sarah, you really should have called ahead.” She spoke louder now, performing for someone behind her. “This is so awkward.” From deeper inside the house, Jessica’s voice rang out, sharp with amusement. “Mom, hurry up! My friend Brittney’s kids are also coming. We need the extra room.” I stood there, rain soaking into my jacket,…
The door cracked open maybe six inches. Mom’s face appeared in the gap, and something about her expression made my stomach drop. She wasn’t smiling. Not really. Her lips curved up, but her eyes were cold, calculating. “Oh dear,” her voice dripped with false surprise. “We forgot to text you. You’re not needed. It’s only…
“We’re here!” I announced with forced cheerfulness, shaking the kids awake. “Come on, guys. Let’s go see everyone.” I smoothed down their hair, grabbed the pies from the trunk, and we hurried through the cold drizzle to the front door. I knocked, balancing the pie carrier against my hip. Through the frosted glass panel beside…
My mouth opened, but no sound came out. Marcus was a classmate, yes, but he was also gay and engaged to his partner of six years. We studied together because we were on the same research project. There was nothing inappropriate about our friendship. “That’s not—I can explain,” I started, but Patricia had already stood…
Vanessa shrugged. “I’m just saying, my sister has been spending a lot of time with her ‘study partner’ from that online graduate program she’s taking. Late-night video calls, weekend study sessions when Derek was traveling for work. His name is Marcus. Tall guy, really handsome. I saw them together at a coffee shop last month, and…
The table went silent. Ice water flooded my veins. I turned to look at her, certain I’d misheard, but the smirk on her face told me everything. She leaned back in her seat, enjoying the chaos she’d just detonated. “What did you say?” Patricia’s voice had changed completely. The warmth drained from it, replaced by…
Richard cleared his throat. “We’re also giving you the house in Riverside. The one we bought as an investment property. It has four bedrooms, a yard, good schools nearby—perfect for raising a family.” Tears streamed down my face. I couldn’t form words. The future I’d dreamed about was suddenly, impossibly real. Vanessa had been silent…