After a brutal night shift, I found out my parents had planned a weekend at my lake house with 20 guests, without asking me.

tense. Dad barely spoke. Mom dabbed at her eyes twice and received less attention than usual. Kyle sat beside me, not too close, not asking for forgiveness, just present.

When I left after dessert, Mom followed me onto the porch.

The air was cold. Her sweater looked too thin for it, but she crossed her arms and stared at me.

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