He was your family when he was knocking on your door.

You are the one who decided he wasn’t.

So don’t stand in my emergency department and say that word to me now.” I have noticed that people like Arthur invoke family most loudly at exactly the moment they are facing the consequences of having betrayed it.

The word becomes a tool, a lever, a way of demanding loyalty they have done nothing to earn and would never dream of extending in return.

When Lucas was on the doorstep, family had bought him nothing; it had not opened a single door.