At my sister’s wedding, my parents demanded i hand…

she would break hearts someday. My mother beamed. Then Patricia turned to me.

“And Denita, well, she’s very responsible.”

Responsible.

That was the word they used when they meant plain. Boring. Forgettable.

I heard my mother on the phone with a friend that night.

“I love both my daughters, but Vanessa is the one people remember when they leave our house.continue reading …