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My Brother Made Me Wear a Red “Not Family” Wristband at His Rooftop Gr…

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for four years. I’d told him at least 10 times.

“Something like that.”

My mother nodded enthusiastically.

“Exactly. So, tomorrow, just stay in the background. Be pleasant. Don’t talk about yourself or your job. This isn’t about you.”

I smiled.

“Of course. Whatever Derek needs.”

The next morning, Derek sent me a text.

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