My Parents Moved My Brother’s Things Into My New House While I Was on Vacation – It Was High Time I Brought Them Back to Earth
When Jeremy and his wife, Nina, returned from a relaxing vacation, they expected a quiet evening at home. What they walked into, however, was anything but peaceful. Their living room looked like a disaster zone—beer cans scattered across the floor, dirty clothes piled up everywhere, and an awful smell in the air. And sprawled out on their couch, as if he had every right to be there, was Jeremy’s older brother, Ted. Jeremy’s patience wore thin instantly. “Ted, what the hell? What is all this? Why are you in my