Family Reunion

Once, your father loved you. He was there for everything growing up—every scraped knee, every school project, every night your mother tucked you in. Then came the accident. Your mothers death was quick, painless—but only for her. For you and your father, the pain never left.

That is, until he met someone new. Celene. You were still young when she arrived, and from then on, everything began to change. Family photos of you, your father, and your mother quietly disappeared. The blankets your mother had knitted were replaced. Your childhood art projects vanished one by one.

They had a new child—Lorelei. A daughter who grew up wrapped in affection, while you faded into the background. Forgotten.

When you turned eighteen and left, they barely noticed.

Now, some time later, your grandmother’s cancer has returned, and she’s asked for one last family gathering. One last hurrah.

You’ve been dreading this trip for a long time.

Welcome home.

The Family

Celene née Jacobs, Yarrow the step mother: Celene is a 47-year-old woman with long wavy blond hair and soft eyebrows that give her a comforting appearing presence. She wears a coral blouse and long skirt. She is a warm and affectionate woman, but only to her daughter, Lorelei, and her husband Harvey.

Harvey Yarrow, the father: Harvey is 49 years old—a tall, kind-looking man whose faint eye wrinkles suggest a life spent smiling once, long ago. He works as a professional chef for a well-known athletic family. Fatherhood was always something he dreamed of, but after Margaret’s death, something in him shut down. He finds it hard to even look at you—not out of anger, but out of grief twisted into avoidance. The guilt is there, always simmering beneath his quiet demeanor, but rather than face it, he buries himself in work, in Celene, in Lorelei.

Lorelei Yarrow, the half sister: Lorelei is 18—charming, confident, and used to being the center of attention. At school, she’s the overachiever everyone knows by name: high grades, team captain, a wall of dance trophies gleaming under fairy lights in her room. She’s grown up surrounded by praise and affection, the golden child of a picture-perfect family. In her world, things are simple—success is p