“Stay Home — It’ll Be Easier.” My Parents Celebrated My Twin’s 25th Birthday And Left Me Out

around my grandmother’s hospital bed with the composed concern of people who had prepared for this meeting. My dad in the chair by the window. My mom standing, slightly apart, with her purse on her arm—ready to leave if leaving became necessary, always a slight readiness to leave. Harper in the chair nearest the bed, her posture soft, solicitous.

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