The night my husband’s childhood sweetheart returned from abroad, she insisted on playing a party game called "Snap Judgment."
The rules were simple: the host would read a personality trait, and on the count of three, everyone had to point to the person who embodied it best. No hesitations. Pure instinct.
"First one," the host announced with a grin. "A controlling, suffocating narcissist."
My younger brother, Cody, a boy I had raised with my own two hands after our mother died, didn't hesitate for a fraction of a second. His finger pointed straight at my chest.
My breath caught. In the sudden quiet of the dining room, the dull ache in my left shin flared, an echo of the winter I shattered my bone working double shifts on slick asphalt just to pay his college tuition.
"Next," the host called out. "A black hole of negative energy. Utterly exhausting to be around."
Tara, my best friend of over a decade, raised her hand and aimed her index finger directly at my face.
A memory flashed behind my eyes: the night I dragged her out of her abusive uncle’s house, blood dripping down my collarbone, trembling in terror as the man’s fists pounded against the locked door of my beat-up sedan. I kept my mouth shut.
"And finally," the host cheered, "the absolute love of Travis’s life."
Every single hand at the table broke the rules and turned toward Whitney. My hand remained frozen in midair, suspended in the cold air between us.
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