“Your Kids Can Eat at Home,” My Dad Said—So When the Waiter Returned, I Stood Up

the way you might call a shovel useful—appreciated when needed, forgotten when not. My dad uses the word like a compliment whenever he needs something fixed or paid for. My mom says it like a prayer, as if my organization and reliability might somehow keep the rest of the family from falling apart completely.

Then there’s my sister, Jenna.

Jenna is two continue reading …