I inherited a cabin while my sister got a Nashville apartment. When she mocked me: “Fits you perfectly, you stinking woman!” and told me to stay away, I decided to spend the night at the cabin… When I got there, I froze in place at what I saw… – Full Article

“Does she actually feel terrible,” I asked, “or do you just feel embarrassed because the rest of the family witnessed it?”

My mother’s lips tightened.

“That’s unfair. She’s dealing with a lot of pressure managing the estate.”

“She inherited a penthouse,” I replied flatly. “She’s not exactly suffering.”

My mother sighed heavily and sat down.

“You know what I mean. She has responsibilities now.”

There it was again.

Responsibilities.

Family.

Words that somehow only applied to Skylar.

“What about the Ozark cabin?” I asked.