Came home for the holidays, but my mom opened the door and said, “You weren’t invited — this is for family only.” I turned around without a word; minutes later, my sister texted, “Don’t take it personally — you know how you are.” I smiled, froze the joint account, canceled the utility payments, and cut off every card; by morning, my voicemail was full — and the group chat was on fire.
It was a collection of things I’d been quietly saving.
Job offers from out of state, apartment listings in cities where no one knew me, a few brochures for grad schools I never had the time or money to consider before.
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