The engagement party was already loud when I pulled into the circular driveway of my vacation home in Lake Geneva, Wisconsin. Strings of warm patio lights glowed against the water, and a rented white tent covered the lawn like a wedding rehearsal. My sister\u2019s laugh carried across the deck\u2014high, performative, the kind she used when she wanted an audience.<\/p>\n
I parked, smoothed my black sweater, and told myself I was doing the mature thing. I\u2019d let Madison use the house because Mom begged me to \u201ckeep the peace.\u201d I\u2019d even paid for the caterer, because it was easier than fighting.<\/p>\n
The moment I stepped onto my own stone walkway, conversation thinned. Faces turned. Madison\u2019s fianc\u00e9\u2014Logan\u2014looked at me like he was trying to place a waitress he\u2019d tipped last week. Then my mother, Janet, strode toward me with a tight smile that didn\u2019t reach her eyes. Madison followed, clutching her ring hand to her chest like a prop.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re early,\u201d Mom said. Her tone was wrong\u2014too bright, too loud.<\/p>\n
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