She said she didn’t know the full story between me and our father. All her life she’d been told I was a troubled kid who ran away at thirteen, that Diane took me in against Ray’s wishes, that Ray had tried to get me back and Diane made it impossible, and that eventually he had to let go for his own mental health.
I read that paragraph three times. Troubled kid who ran away.
I have never once in my life run away from anything. That man put me out on the side of a road and drove off. But for eighteen years, that was the story he’d been telling.
Megan said she didn’t know what to believe anymore, but she wanted me at her wedding. She said it meant something to her to have her brother there, and that she’d understand if I said no. She’d written her phone number at the bottom.
