My Family Made Bets about Me

On Thanksgiving, after I got off work, my younger brother, Nate Anderson, left an update in our family group chat about having moved to a different address.

I had to take five different public transport connections before I finally reached the location he had sent me.

However, when I arrived, I found that I was in a deserted area.

Nate sounded smug over the phone.

“Got you! My prank was successful! The last bus has left. What’re you going to do now?”

I was dumbfounded, but my parents were laughing.

“Why did you believe such an obvious lie? Who did you inherit your dumbness from?”