LU-At our family reunion, my aunt glared across the table and said, “You don’t even count—you’re just the kid they should’ve left behind.” My cousin snorted. My mom stayed silent. And right then, with plates still full and rain already pouring outside, I stood up and said, “This isn’t your reunion. This is my property. Get out.” And I watched every one of them scramble into the storm.
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