My Parents Took My Sister To Italy Until They Came Home To An Empty House

two tickets. We’re only taking your sister this year.”

The fork in my hand felt impossibly heavy.

“Two tickets?” I repeated, my voice smaller than I intended. “There are four of us.”

“Two for you and Lily,” my mother explained, her tone suggesting I was being deliberately difficult. “Obviously your father and I are going. It’s our anniversary.”

She smiled continue reading …