After the family reunion, I checked my bank account — it was empty. my brother-in-law laughed, “we needed it more than you.” shaking, I reached for my bag and said, “then you won’t mind what happens next.” as they chuckled, a loud bang echoed through the house. the door slammed open — and…
Are you seriously mad about this?” Seth leaned against the fridge, a beer in his hand, that smug half-grin glued to his face. “Relax. We needed it more than you.”