The Final Broadcast: Long Live the Queen
Language: en
On New Year’s Eve, right in the middle of a live broadcast, my sister called me. I spoke first: "Peace, joy, and a long, long life." My sister let out a cold laugh on the other end of the line. "But I don't want you to have peace or a long life. "I hope you suffer for the rest of your miserable existence." I had cut ties with my sister years ago, back when she was at rock bottom. Now, she was on top of the world, a Fortune 500 CEO. Her first order of business was revenge. My tone remained steady, unchanged. "Peace, joy, and a long, long life." She snapped, her voice dripping with…