I asked one thing.
“Why did you cancel my insulin?”
My mother didn’t even hesitate. “Because we needed to move money around for a few days.”
I stared at her. “That’s my medication.”
“You still have some left,” she said, like we were talking about cereal.
My dad jumped in before I could respond. “Your sister’s VIP package went live this morning. Those tickets sell out in minutes.”
I actually laughed, because my brain refused to process it.
“You canceled insulin,” I said slowly, “for concert tickets?”
Chloe rolled her eyes. “Oh my God, it’s not like you’re dying today.”
My mother shot her a warning look, but only because she said the quiet part out loud.
Then Mom turned back to me and said the sentence I will never forget.
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