My Parents Took the $22,000 Hawaii Trip I Paid For

chicken and pretended not to hear me say he was on a diet.

Megan helped me clear plates.

In the kitchen, she said, “Your life is nice.”

I looked around.

The kitchen was messy. Walter was begging. Tyler’s youngest had spilled lemonade on the floor. My father was loudly wrong about bus routes outside.

“Yes,” I said. “It is.”

She leaned against the counter.continue reading …