They Demanded I Pay My Sister’s Rent Until the Eviction Notice Arrived

yet see about my own life: that I needed ground I could stand on without asking permission, solid and recorded and legally mine, before I could become the version of myself she apparently believed existed.

I don’t know if she was right about who I was then.

I know she was right about who I could be.

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