Just then, my wife, Danielle Russell, called. "Leon, I'm going to be late tonight. Bring in the clothes from the balcony and fold them. Oh, and Mom, Dad, and Vince are busy too. Don't wait up for us. Just grab something yourself."Before I could answer, she hung up.I walked out to the balcony. Staring at the lines full of everyone's laundry, I dazed off.The signs had been there all along. I had just been lying to myself. Somewhere along the line, I had become an outsider in my own home.I picked up the last apple in the kitchen.When Vincent Tanner said he wanted an apple, the whole family demanded I give it to him. I sliced it in half to share, but all I got in return was Danielle's sharp reprimand. "Half an apple? That's not even a mouthful!"She snatched Vincent's half and tossed it into the trash. Then she grabbed his arm and marched toward the door. "Come on, Vince. Let's go buy a whole box of apples."Mom glared at me, her teeth clenched. "Do you always have to be so pet
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