I Paid Twelve Thousand Five Hundred Dollars for a Family Trip, and They Planned It Without Me

“Split into what?”

“Groups.” She said it as if I had asked her to explain a very simple word.

“It’s a big party now, Margaret.

There’s a lot to organize.”

“You can call her,” I said.

“She has a phone.”

Beverly’s mouth tightened a fraction.

Then she found something on the table that interested her and reached for it.