Mom texted, “We can’t make your son’s birthday. Tight month.” I replied, “No worries.” The next evening, I saw photos. Bounce house catering mountains of gifts for my sister’s kids. My son whispered, “They always have money for them.” I didn’t say a word. I just canled this. At 8:47 a.m., my dad was knocking so hard the windows shook.
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