“He said we can appeal it within thirty days.”

“We’ll figure it out,” I said, sitting on the edge of the stiff vinyl couch.

“That’s not all,” Kevin said.

He tapped the screen and held the phone out to me.

“Look at what your sister just posted.”

I took the phone from his hand.

A bright photo of a decorated gift table filled the screen, topped with two lines of bold text.

“So sad when family drama ruins what should be the happiest weekend of the spring,” the caption read.