During Our Fourth of July Cookout, My Sister-in-Law Snuck Into the Garage—What Fell From Her Skirt Made Me Go Pale

not peace.

It is surrender.

I pulled my arm free and took my phone from my back pocket.

Melissa’s eyes widened. “What are you doing?”

“Calling the police.”

“Don’t you dare.”

I pressed the phone to my ear.

“My name is Gaia,” I said, my voice shaking but clear. “I need to report a theft at my home. The person is still here and continue reading …