My Brother Made Me Wear a Red “Not Family” Wristband at His Rooftop Gr…

right in. Bar’s open.”

I walked into the party wearing my red wristband like a scarlet letter.

By 6:30 p.m., the rooftop was packed with 114 guests.

I counted them.

Exactly 114 people.

And as far as I could tell, I was the only one wearing a red wristband.

Everyone else had white VIP bands.

I stood near the windows, sipping champagne and watching the sunset,continue reading …