Phoebe never imagined her day could get any worse until she walked into her house to find her sister and her family moving in without her permission.
Just as she began to feel overwhelmed by the chaos, an unexpected knock at the door brought a satisfying dose of instant karma.
Growing up, my sister Holly and I were really close. Things changed, though, after she got married, and the recent event involving her was something I will never forget.
I’m Phoebe, 31 years old, and I own a modest three-bedroom house. It’s nothing fancy, but it’s all mine, and I couldn’t be prouder.