My Parents Sold My $512,000 Townhouse While I Was in Surgery—Then the Buyer’s Name Led Straight to My Sister’s Wedding

She looked at the television.

“Your sister has three weeks.”

I folded my legal pad closed.

I had asked a question about a signature.

She had answered with a date for a wedding.

That substitution was becoming the whole family conversation.

Megan came by with cinnamon rolls and a garment bag.

For a second, I was glad to see her.