My Family Chose My Sister Over My Love And I Disappeared

Thanksgiving afternoon.

For the fifth year in a row, I stayed behind at Nana's old house instead of joining the family, because Nana had another one of her episodes.

I had just finished changing her diaper pad when I turned around and caught the supposedly severely demented old woman speaking clearly into her phone, sharp as if she were a different person entirely.

"Diana, you and Richard just go enjoy Sienna and Ethan's wedding. Don't worry about a thing."

"That silly girl is dumb as a rock. I've been faking it this long, and she hasn't caught on once."

Diana is my mother.