Twenty-Two
Kylie
Mondays are always the hardest for me because I miss my weekends and don’t really want to give up sleeping in. But this Monday, I woke up more determined and energetic than ever before. Tanner’s words from the family reunion keep echoing in my head.
“Live for Ethan.”
I’m not going to pretend that my brother and I were close. We had a twelve-year age gap, and I had a tense relationship with Glen that spilled into any interaction with Ethan. But if I know one thing about that kid, it’s this. He didn’t take smack from anybody.
If he were here now, he’d be ticked at the way his aunts treated Mom. He’d be angry with her for not standing up for herself. I can’t imagine how far he’d fly off the handle if he saw the way I let Brenda and Wilma walk over me.
But this mental sh
