They Thought I Had a “Little Medical Job.” Then My Cousin Told 40 Guests the Truth

by: “Jonathan, tell us about that new car you were looking at.”

“You asked Jonathan about his car,” I added now.

At the far end of the table, Aunt Patricia leaned forward, eyes bright with the scent of drama. “How much does a chief of surgery make?”

“Her base salary is eight hundred ninety thousand,” Marcus said, apparently forgetting his promise to his continue reading …