My sister Amanda owed me $300 for almost two months when I finally asked for it back.
I wouldn’t normally have pushed.
Amanda and I had borrowed small amounts from each other before, and I hated talking about money with her because it always seemed to turn into a comparison I hadn’t agreed to.
But my car needed repairs, and money was tight.
So after Sunday dinner at Mom’s house, I quietly said, « Hey, can you send me that $300 tonight? I really need to get my car fixed. »
Amanda looked at me.
Then she laughed.
« If $300 matters so much that you have to ask for it, you’re poor. »
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