“What’s for Dinner, Why Isn’t Anything Ready?” Bobby Asked. When Relatives Get Too Comfortable, It’s Time to Close Shop

Growing up, Camila and I were more than just cousins; we were the best of friends. Our mothers were sisters, and they made sure we did everything together—from attending the same elementary school to sharing birthday parties. It was a bond I cherished, one that I believed was as strong as any sibling relationship.

As we transitioned into our teenage years, our paths began to diverge slightly. I developed an interest in arts and literature, while Camila was more inclined towards sports and social events. Despite these differences, our foundational bond remained intact, or so I thought.

After high school, I decided to stay close to home for college, attending a local university. Camila, on the other hand, moved across the country to pursue her athletic scholarship. We promised to keep in touch and manage visits whenever possible. However, as the months turned into years, our communication dwindled to occasional texts and holiday greetings.

One evening, as I was preparing dinner after a long day at work, my younger brother Bobby, who was only ten, innocently asked, “What’s for dinner, why isn’t anything ready?” He had overheard Camila complaining about the lack of prepared food as if she expected a full meal to be waiting for her daily.

I brushed off the comment and continued cooking, but inside, I felt a growing resentment. The next day, things escalated. Camila decided to throw a last-minute party at our house without consulting anyone. The disregard for our space and the mess left behind was the last straw for my parents.

The argument that ensued was painful. Words were exchanged, harsh and biting, revealing underlying frustrations and unspoken grievances. It ended with Camila deciding to leave earlier than planned, a choice that seemed to cement the growing rift between us.

Months have passed since that summer, and the air remains thick with unsaid things. Attempts at communication have been awkward and strained, a far cry from the effortless conversations we once shared. It’s a painful realization that sometimes, even the bonds of family can be tested beyond repair.