Mom Said The Anniversary Trip Was Canceled Because Of Budget Issues. A Week Later I Found A Facebook Album Of My Family In Paris Without Me. Then She Asked Me For Help
On day sixty-one I called. No answer. I left a voicemail polite enough to make me hate myself. “Hey, Uncle Rick, just checking in. Hope everything’s okay. Give me a call when you can.”
He didn’t call.
I called again. Voicemail. I texted. Nothing. By May I was still trying. By June I stopped.
The first time someone ghosts you over money, it continue reading …
