At My Mother’s Funeral My Sister Thought She Had Won Until I Opened the Door

years trying to manage with careful evenhandedness. I asked Odora to be my maid of honor because our mother thought it might close the distance between us and I wanted to believe we had outgrown that old rivalry.

The first time she met Darius, she poured on the charm like syrup. I noticed it and told myself I was imagining things. I was not imagining continue reading …