I went to Leah’s apartment alone, where she explained that she had seen Marcus entering a nearby restaurant with our father. He was carrying a folder, and they appeared to be discussing something serious. Leah had not wanted to make assumptions, so she waited to speak with me privately. She had recently discovered that Marcus and our father had been discussing the small house our grandmother left me. The property had become valuable, and my father believed I should sell it, even though I had always made clear that the decision belonged to me. More troublingly, Marcus and my father had discussed possible financial arrangements involving the property without telling me. Marcus knew how important the house was to me, making the secret meeting especially painful.
My Sister Asked Me to Come Alone to Her Birthday—Then I Learned Why
