The rest of the holiday weekend was uncomfortable, with no one talking to anyone else and Josh strutting around when Mom wasn’t looking, acting like he was untouchable.
Which he kind of was. When Mom was around, he went back to putting on the sad boy act, eating up the sympathy from her. Dad picked up some extra shifts, I think to try and avoid it all. I didn’t blame him, but it left me outnumbered, with…
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