My father’s voice boomed through the kitchen, but Cassandra didn’t flinch. She simply dried her hands, gave a polite nod, and walked upstairs to check on the twins. My parents watched her go with thinly veiled disgust, as if her very presence insulted them.
My father’s voice boomed through the kitchen, but Cassandra didn’t flinch. She simply dried her hands, gave a polite nod,…