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

hurt more than shouting.

“No,” she said finally. “She did not.”

George’s voice cut through the driveway.

“And she had no permission to go into the garage cabinet either.”

Melissa’s mouth trembled.

“So that’s it?” she whispered. “Everyone is choosing her?”

Elaine shook her head, tears slipping down her face.

“No, Melissa. Everyone is choosing the truth.”

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