My parents forced me to cook and clean all weekend for my sister’s party with 50 guests.

shook my hand and said, “Well earned.”

I believed him.

That night, I took myself to dinner in Manhattan. I ordered steak, red wine, and chocolate cake I did not share with anyone. My phone buzzed once during dessert.

A message from Mom.Parenting books

I hope you’re happy with what you’ve done.

I looked at it for a long moment.

Then I blocked her number.

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