My Family Complained When I Gave My Sister My Old Car Until She Demanded My New One

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The cottage became an object of fascination in the family long before anyone was willing to admit that was what it was.

Her mother started calling it “the Cape Cod place.” Not Lauren’s place. Not your house, honey. The Cape Cod place, said with a warmth that was almost proprietary, the way you might refer to a family car or a shared beach chair.continue reading …