At Easter Brunch My Brother Demanded The Beach House Until I Called My Lawyer And Changed Everything

was never the question.”

“What was the question?”

“The question was whether you got to take it from me because you decided you should have it.”

He nodded. “Right.” He looked at the table. “I see the difference.”

“I know you do. Now.”

We cleaned up the broken glass together, the three of us, my father finding the dustpan under the sink where it had always continue reading …