Easter used to mean family, home, and love. So when I called to say I was flying in, I didn’t expect my mother to coldly say, “You no longer have a family.”

I’m Caroline — the responsible one. The fixer. I helped everyone, especially my sister Morgan, through every mess. So when she accused me of plotting to put our parents in a nursing home and steal their money, I was blindsided.They believed her. Blocked me. Cut me off.