My sister announced she was expecting her fourth c…

My father looked across the table, not speaking, but his stare said the same thing it always said. Do not embarrass the family.

Do what you are told. I set my cup down and said, “Why me? That is not my responsibility.”

The whole table froze.

My sister’s smile disappeared first. Then she laughed sharp and ugly and said, “You are free. Consider it training.”

Training.

Like my whole life was just practice for serving hers. I did not argue. I did not explain.

I picked up my purse, took the dish I had brought, and walked out while they sat there waiting for me to feel guilty. I thought leaving quietly would end it. I thought one simple no would finally teach them where my life began and their demands ended.