At 3 A.M., My Brother Dragged Me Out of My Bedroom While Dad Laughed—He Had No Idea What the Smoke Detector Had Recorded
Hadn’t asked Aaron to enter my room.
Hadn’t chosen his silence at three in the morning.
But I didn’t.
“I’ve come for my belongings.”
Douglas stared.
“You could still drop everything.”
“No.”
Aaron stood behind him.