Clean Up Your Own Mess
Language: en
Before my parents filed for divorce, they sat my younger sister down and asked her who she wanted to live with. Evelyn burst into theatrical tears, pulling a color-coded scorecard from her pocket. "Whoever treats me best gets my vote." To win her over, my parents decided on a nesting arrangement—divorcing on paper, but remaining under the exact same roof. From that day on, our house became a relentless bidding war. On the morning of my National Merit Scholarship finals, Mom was busy curling Evelyn’s hair into intricate braids, while Dad was frantically toasting artisanal pastries he had…