A Sister’s LieThat was over three years ago, and I had not spoken to my mom or my dad since. Plenty of calls from my sisters and brother who had slowly moved from rejection to resignation and almost to tolerance—“just make nice with them and it’ll be okay”/“You don’t have to mean it, just tell them you’ve straightened out and are going out on dates with eligible guys”—but not a word, not even a written word at Christmas, from my parents.
Early on I asked Marcie whether I should call mom because I missed her and talking to her and I wanted to know how she was doing, but Marcie said our dad made it clear that while he couldn’t keep his kids from talking to me, he damn well could keep his wife and she would never defy him and she would tell him right off if we spoke or even if I tried to con
