My Mom Said I Had To Go Because My Sister Was Moving In. I Took Her Seriously, Found My Own Place, And Let The Silence Do The Rest.

But something inside me tilted, as if part of the floor had quietly lowered.

“You’re joking, right?” The words came out softer than I intended, almost a breath.

She laughed. Not cruelly, not loudly, just dismissively. “No, I’m serious.”

The mug in her hand clinked lightly against the counter. Henry walked in from the hallway then, glancing between us continue reading …