My mother nodded quickly.
“And your brother needs a place to live while he gets it going.”
My father folded his arms.
“You owe this family, Emily.”
The words hung in the air like a bad smell. I looked at Daniel. He didn’t say anything. He just watched. I turned back to my parents.
“Why would I give Jason my house?”
My father sighed like I was being difficult.
“Because he needs it more than you.”
Jason avoided my eyes. My mother leaned forward and placed her hand over mine.
“You’ve always been the strong one.”
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