My sister’s son snatched the birthday gift I had just brought, slammed it onto the floor, and said flatly: “Mom says we don’t take things from losers.” The whole family in Texas burst out laughing like it was a comedy show—my sister even clapped—then my dad coldly sealed it with: “If you can’t take a joke, then leave.” I didn’t argue. I put on my coat and walked out… and that night my phone buzzed until I couldn’t breathe because of a string of strange messages.
The little American flag magnet on my mom’s fridge was hanging crooked again, like it had taken one too…