She’s excited, a little nervous, to discuss the story she’s been trying to write since she was 17 –. But it was more complicated than that.īilton arrives early to our Zoom, her large dog roaming by her feet, her small sons asleep in the room next door. “Kait,” said Bilton, “if the worst thing that comes from this weekend is that one of our siblings, who we have never met, steals something from my house, I will consider it a rousing success.” And so, in they came, one by one, dozens of new brothers and sisters, all of whom shared (they learned that day in the backyard) the same big toes, the same dimple, the same inability to keep their phones charged – and all the same father. It was 2019, Bilton was 34, a decade into her new understanding of what a family might look like. Her sister, Kaitlyn, was worried a guest might steal something. Her mother, Debra, arriving in tears, told her the party was a terrible idea. O ne afternoon in Los Angeles, Chrysta Bilton had a party a family reunion, of sorts.
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