This is more of a thought experiment: What if the exclusion of a supposedly loved family member wasn’t malicious, or some kind of evil plot, but simply a genuine mistake? How could a family hope to mend their relationship? How could someone get past what had happened?
When a dying old friend willed him his two daughters, he didn't know that they had been trained as slaves. Now the girls will have to convince a reluctant, unexperienced new master that they can be a valuable addition to his life.
This would probably be our last family holiday, after this year, my sister Heather and I would go our own way. Dad had booked us into a small family hotel on the south coast, for a week of sun and sand. Because money was tight, Heather and I were sharing a room again like we had before Dad had converted the attic space into an extra bedroom. I got an extensive lecture from Mum about respecting Heather's privacy.