My Nephew Stole My Car and Wrecked It — My Brother Refused to Take Responsibility, But Karma Stepped In.
For most of my life, I’ve been the extra chair at the table. Present, but unnoticed. My name is Betty. I’m divorced, no children, and in my family, that has always translated to “less important.” My older brother, Peter, is the shining success story. His son, Nick, has been treated like royalty since the day…