“It’s just two weeks,” Roy said.
“It is never just two weeks with your family.” Familysupport network
He rubbed the back of his neck.
“I know. I’ll handle him.”
Roy always said that.
But handling Tyler usually meant shielding him from consequences.
For the first few days, Tyler barely left our couch.
He slept until noon, watched videos on his phone, left dirty dishes beside the sink, and ate food I had bought for the children.
When I asked him to rinse his plate, he said, “I’ll do it later.”
Later never happened.
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