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By the time I received the certified letter from Harris County Civil Court, I already knew my parents were capable of disappointment. I just never thought they were capable of suing me.
My younger sister, Chloe, was twenty-six, unemployed by choice, and still described by my parents as “finding herself.”
Two months earlier, my parents invited me to dinner at their house. My mother made roast chicken, which meant she wanted something. My father poured whiskey before dessert, which meant it was serious.
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