My Parents Invited 20 Guests To My Lake House Until I Refused To Fill The Fridge

The next weekend, I returned to the lake house alone. I replaced the cameras, changed the locks again, and removed every trace of their old access.

Then Margaret came over.

She handed me another old key.

“It was left in my mailbox,” she said.

Another copy.

That evening, I called my father.

“Why did you leave the key with Margaret?” I asked.

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