I Returned For Thanksgiving To Find My Parents Gone—And My Father Waiting

poison. “You’re worried about a refund while Victor is taking his last breaths?”

Brady’s face suddenly appeared over Elaine’s shoulder, pushing into frame. He looked drunk too—his eyes unfocused, his face red from sun and alcohol. Hannah was visible behind him, giggling at something.

“Babe, seriously,” Brady slurred. “You’re totally overreacting. We’ll continue reading …