She gave a humorless laugh.
“But look at the two of you.”
Betty frowned.
“What does that mean?”
“It means you’re practically identical.”
Kira pointed toward us.
“You’re both stubborn. You both interfere in everything. You both manipulate people when you don’t get your way. Mom, you’ve probably spent more time talking to Betty lately than you have to any of your actual friends.”
I started to answer.
“You don’t understand—”
“No, Mom. You don’t understand.”
Kira’s voice became firm.
“I am marrying Marcus.”
She took his hand.
“You can accept that or you can stay away.”
Then she glanced toward the couch.
Bradley and Rod were still sitting there together.
“Even Dad is drinking beer with Marcus’s father like they’ve known each other for years.”
Bradley awkwardly lifted his bottle.
Kira looked back at me.
“If Dad can get over it, why can’t you?”
