They Laughed When Soda Was Dumped in My Lap. That Night, I Removed My Name From the Loan

whatever you want. My father had chosen it, which meant Lauren had chosen it and my father had agreed. That was how decisions worked in our family—Lauren expressed a preference, my parents validated it, and if I happened to be in the room, someone might glance in my direction the way you’d glance at a coat rack to make sure it was still standing.

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