My Camera Alert Showed My Sister Moving Into My House Without Permission

Clean.

I took the deed. Put it in my bag. Closed the safe.

My mother asked, back in the kitchen, arranging fruit in a bowl I bought at the farmer’s market on Troost the first weekend I moved in, whether I minded Chloe staying a few days. She said it the way she said things that were already decided.

I said of course not. And that was the last lie I told continue reading …