But that was exactly what happened.
Our parents had made their position clear years ago when I chose law school over the direction they had already decided my life should take. That conversation hadn't ended badly exactly. It had just ended completely. Aaron stayed and did what was expected and kept the peace the way he always did, while I left and built everything on my own terms without asking anyone's permission.
I didn't blame him for staying.
And I didn't regret leaving.
"What did he say?" I asked.
"That your parents have been asking about you," Solomon replied. "And that he didn't know what to tell them."
I didn't answer that immediately.
Our parents weren't bad people. That was the part that didn't fit neatly into any clean explanation. They simply had a version of my life al
