“He Sued Me Because I Bought a Home First — One Look From the Judge Told Me My Dad’s Plan Was Falling Apart”
Out of Order Christmas in Columbus, Ohio has always smelled the same—cinnamon and roasted turkey, pine needles and vanilla candles, the kind of scent that’s supposed to signal warmth and belonging. My parents’ house in their quiet suburban neighborhood looked like it had been decorated by someone following a magazine template: white lights perfectly spaced…