My sister Melissa arrived at Mom’s 70th birthday carrying a designer handbag that probably cost more than my car payment.
She’d always been the successful one.
Big house, expensive vacations, a husband who owned three dental clinics.
I expected her to make a big show of Mom’s gift.
Instead, she pulled a twenty-dollar bill from her purse and tucked it into Mom’s birthday card.
« At her age, she doesn’t need much, » she said, laughing.
Mom smiled politely.
« Thank you, sweetheart. »
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