Again and Again I Walk Toward a Dusk That Isn't Yours

Six months into dating my boyfriend Duane, I brought a gift and went with him to meet his family. The one who opened the door was a boy with bleached-blond hair. He looked me up and down. "So my brother finally swapped out the maid?" Before I could get a word in, he started counting off on his fingers. "Starting today, you get up at five every morning to make my breakfast, you wash my underwear by hand, and when I'm gaming you cut up fruit and bring it over."