My Sister Got a New Car While I Got a Bus Pass but My 18th Birthday Changed Everything

a photo album open in front of her that I had not seen since I was small. She asked me to sit. The album was open to the eighties. Two girls in a backyard, the older one in a lace-collar dress, the younger one in a hand-me-down with a stain at the collar. That is your Aunt Carol, she said. And that is me.

She pressed her hands flat on the album cover.continue reading …