“We Packed the Car for a Girls’ Weekend—But I Wasn’t Supposed to Be There”
I wasn’t even officially invited. My sister, Salome, just texted the night before: “If you’re free, we’ve got room in the car.” I said yes before I even had time to think. After weeks of tension at home, I needed the break. The plan was simple: drive upstate, stay at a friend’s cabin, wine, junk…
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