At My 30th Birthday Dinner, My Mom Said I Was Adopted for a Tax Break

hair on my arms rise: “Whatever happens tonight, remember your grandmother would be proud of you.”

I pulled back. “What do you mean?”

A server called everyone to their seats before she could answer.

I sat in the ribbon-wrapped chair with my clutch in my lap, the envelope pressing against my thigh like a second heartbeat.

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