The car ride to the neutral warehouse was silent while I got my mind right before I stepped inside with my brothers. As the third oldest and in the middle, I often felt like my voice didn’t get heard; they only needed me to go by their rules and forget that I have opinions. Today I’d make sure it was clear that neither Tulio nor anyone else would run my life. Reno got off the freeway, turned at the stop sign, and pulled into the grassy driveway, then turned the car off. I climbed out of the car and marched into the warehouse to see Sante, Savio, and EJ seated around the conference table like it was a science club.
“What is this meeting about?” I decided not to sit and stood behind the chair.
“Let’s see, you’ve been making some moves without us.”
“You haven’t done enough for me. That mot
