Instead of preparing a holiday feast, I greeted everyone with laminated “resort menus.” Every service had a price—from breakfast and cocktails to childcare and pool towels.
I had already locked the pantry, freezer, and grill. If anyone wanted something, they would have to pay for it.
Juliette’s face turned bright red. “This is ridiculous!” she shouted. “You don’t charge family!”
I smiled and replied, “Then maybe family shouldn’t treat me like hotel staff-
