The Shed: A Family's Dark Secret
phone call from my mother, Wendy.
e, honey,
e usual sharp edge of judgment was gone, replaced by
o reply. "Your brother, Caleb, he's getting married. We w
Ethan and I had just announced our engagement. My family' s reaction wasn' t joy, it was
ntire life savings. A "blessing"
sionary" trips that was just a cover for his lazy, entitled lifestyle. To b
bag, left my childhood home in the Appalachian hills, and never looked back. I
. A wedding. A
Mom," I said,
elle. For me.
ad changed them. Maybe Caleb getting married had finally made him grow up. Ethan,
000 from my own savings. On top of that, I brought the $20,000 Ethan's parents had set aside for me when w
rearview mirror. With every mile, a familiar sense of dread grew in my
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