On Our Anniversary, My Husband Left Our Bed at 1:17 A.M. What I Heard Downstairs Changed Our Marriage Forever
“I’m still Kenneth’s sister.
And Mom is still my mother.”
“I know.
You don’t have to stop loving them to treat me fairly.”
She looked relieved.
“I was afraid you’d think I was choosing the wrong side.”
“There isn’t a prize for choosing sides,” I told her.
“The only thing I ask is that you don’t carry messages meant to pressure me.”