My Family Told Me Not to Show Up to the Baby Shower—So I Sent a Helicopter Instead

Claire, what is this? What’s happening?”

In the background, I could hear chaos. Multiple voices. Someone crying. The distinctive thump of helicopter rotors.

“I’m not sure what you mean,” I said calmly. “I’m in Monaco. How would I know what’s happening at Amber’s baby shower?”

“Don’t play games with me,” she hissed. “A helicopter just landed on our lawn continue reading …