My Nephew Ruined My 30th Birthday Cake — That Night, I Froze My Brother Out of the Family Trust

you thought using my thirtieth birthday to remind everyone I don’t live the way you think I should would be hilarious. So yes. Leave.”

For a moment, I thought he’d argue. That we’d have a screaming match right there with the cake debris as our backdrop.

Instead, he laughed again—but it was sharp now, brittle. “Fine. Come on, Jenna. Come on, Logan. Apparently continue reading …