My Dad Filmed Me on Thanksgiving and Posted It Online Then My Sister Tried to Take Money From My Account

was a single word: Wow. As if my refusal were cruelty, as if my boundary were an act of aggression rather than simply a statement of what I could no longer afford to give.

I put my phone down and opened my textbook and traced the diagrams of the heart with my finger. Left ventricle, right atrium, valves opening and closing, blood moving forward without continue reading …