They Gave My Sister A New Apartment And Me A Ruined House — Then Tried To Take It Back

with wood since I was sixteen and I was good at it, genuinely good, even though my family had never in my life referred to it as a career. To them I was the twin who sanded chairs in a sad little workshop while Meredith wore blazers.

I drove to the hardware store that Monday and bought two hundred pounds of lumber.

The first week I tore out the rotted continue reading …