“They Took My Office Without Asking — And Chose the Worst Possible Room”

look slightly uncomfortable. “Well, Ethan needs a proper streaming desk. You’re moving to the basement anyway, so…” He trailed off, then added quickly, “I’ll give you a hundred. Split it.”

A hundred dollars for hours of work. For the space I’d claimed. For the audacity of believing anything in that house could truly be mine.

“Keep it,” I said quietly.continue reading …