My parents gave me an old, dilapidated house and my sister a brand new apartment. When Mom saw what I had built, she said “We’re taking this house back. It now belongs to your sister. You have 48 hours to move out.”
My name is Olivia Holloway. I’m 28. Three months ago, my parents looked me in the eye and handed me a house that was literally falling apart—cracked walls, rotting floors, no running water—while my twin sister, Meredith, got a brand new luxury apartment downtown. I didn’t argue. I took the rusty keys, drove forty minutes…
