The day my fever broke, Mom asked me to come over for dinner."Your brother's getting married, so we need to talk about buying him a house."She made it sound like a family discussion, but she'd clearly made up her mind long before I arrived.During dinner, Dad spread a floor plan across the table and announced, "Orson's still 60,000 dollars short on the down payment. You and Victoria are doing pretty well financially, so you can cover it for him for now."My younger brother, Orson Townsend, kept his head down, scrolling through his phone as though the conversation had nothing to do with him."Why should I have to pay for it?" I asked.Mom stared at me in surprise. For more than 20 years, I'd given my parents whatever they wanted without ever questioning them."You're his older brother! If you won't help him, who will?""He's 27, Mom. He has a job, and he's perfectly capable of supporting himself."Her face darkened. "Orson's getting married, and that's a big deal for this fam
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