MY BROTHER CALLED, “PLEASE, DON’T COME TO MY WEDDING.” “WHY?” I ASKED. HE SMIRKED “I DON’T WANT PEOPLE TO KNOW YOU’RE JUST A CLEANER.”

cleaning company,” I said quietly.

She snorted. “You scrub floors.”

My father’s voice came from somewhere behind her. “Tell her the rest.”

My mother did.

“We’ll say you’re dead. It’s cleaner that way. Never contact us again.”

Something inside me cracked, but my voice remained steady.

“So that’s what you want?”

“Yes.”

Daniel came back on. “Don’t make this dramatic. Just disappear.”

I hung up before they could hear me cry.

They had always been embarrassed by my work. After college, while Daniel chased status and my sister Lauren married