She met my family.
She remembered how I took my coffee and when I’d had a difficult day.
When we married, I thought I’d finally found someone who didn’t see me as Kai’s younger brother.
For seven years, I believed that.
Then came the weekend at our family’s vacation home.
I thought I’d finally found someone who didn’t see me as Kai’s younger brother.
It was a two-story house near a lake, with creaky stairs and a kitchen that always smelled faintly of damp wood.
My parents invited everyone for a long weekend.
Kai arrived first, naturally.
By the time Molly and I got there, he was already telling Dad about his latest project.
My parents invited everyone for a long weekend.
Mom hugged Molly.
“There she is! My favorite daughter-in-law!”
Molly laughed.
I carried our bags upstairs.
The next morning, Mom discovered she’d forgotten half the groceries.
