I Won a Five-Star Island Vacation

for holding my hand in parking lots.

Ethan always laughed it off.

“He’s just trying to toughen him up,” he would say.

Sophie was no better. Ethan’s younger sister treated our house like a hotel and me like the help. She once asked if my “little drawings” paid enough to cover coffee money. Another time, she told Ethan—in front of me—that he could have continue reading …