My Sister Kept Dumping Her Kids on Me Before Dawn Without Asking Because I’m Single – I Decided to Teach Her the Ultimate Lesson

I do. But you’re making this into a bigger deal than it is. It’s a few hours in the morning.”

“Every morning, Daphna.

Every single morning for three months. I admit that I’d volunteered to help. But that doesn’t mean…”

She rolled her eyes.

“You know what? Fine. I’ll figure something else out.”

Relief flooded through me.

Finally, she was listening.

But on Friday morning at 5:20 a.m., my doorbell rang.

I opened the door. Same boys. Same pajamas.

But this time, Daphna didn’t even get out of the car.

She rolled down her window. “Romantic getaway weekend with Matt! Leaving straight from work.

The boys can stay until tonight. You’re the best!”

“Daphna, wait…”

But she was already gone, taillights fading into the pre-dawn darkness.

I stood there in my doorway, Marcus and Tyler looking up at me with sleepy eyes. Behind me, my untouched coffee sat on the counter.

My laptop, with its new replacement keyboard that I’d paid for, waited on my desk. My calendar showed three meetings scheduled for the day.

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