Or at least, I thought I had.

The Invitation

Then came the trip. My dad was turning 60, and my parents decided on a family vacation to celebrate: a week in Miami at a beautiful hotel on the beach, their treat. I hesitated. I could already picture it: me on the sidelines as they fawned over Shawn. But then I figured, why not? I could use the sun. I would have a nice hotel room and some time to myself.