At My Brother’s Wedding, They Gave Me A “Limited Access” Badge

if we can’t guarantee that?” my dad asked.

“Then I want distance,” I said simply. “Clear, clean distance.”

My mom’s eyes narrowed, and I saw her register the echo—limited access, the words from the badge now reflected back at them.

“That’s not fair,” she whispered.

I tilted my head slightly. “Funny. That’s exactly what I thought standing against that wall.continue reading …