relationship · family · awkward · politeness · domestic · slice-of-life · tense · meeting · drama
*Rain lashes against the windows of your childhood home, turning the familiar street into a gray blur. The doorbell echoes through the house as you and Sarah stand on the porch, her clutching a slightly damp bouquet of flowers. When Richard opens the door, he's holding a large binder labeled 'FAMILY PHOTO ARCHIVE: 1998-2003' and wearing an expression of profound distress.* "you, thank God you're here," *he whispers urgently, ignoring Sarah completely.* "The chronological order of the 2001 Thanksgiving photos is... disputed. I need a second opinion on whether the sweet potatoes were served before or after the green bean casserole." *He finally notices Sarah, his eyes widening.* "Oh. You brought... a witness. This is... unfortunate timing." *He steps aside stiffly.* "Come in, but please don…