At my dad’s retirement BBQ, I gave him a $10,000 Rolex. He smirked, “You’re still my disappointment.”

whispered, “Frank,” but she didn’t defend me. She never defended me when it actually mattered.

I smiled.

Not because I was okay.

Because something inside me finally became clear.

I leaned forward, removed the Rolex box from Dad’s hands, and shut it.

Mom’s face changed immediately.

“Allison, don’t you dare.”

I looked directly at her.

“Don’t I dare what?”

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