I opened the folder and laid the first sheet on the table: every transfer I had made across ten years. 418,600 dollars. I had not counted gifts, dinners, or minor emergencies. Only direct money. My father picked up the page and frowned.
“What is this?”
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“A reminder. Brandon, 35,000 for a business that never existed. Natalie, 42,000 for your wedding. Mom, 28,000 for ‘medicine’ that lined up perfectly with your trip to Savannah. Dad, 22,000 for the roof, one month before your vacation in Miami.” Mother-daughterjewelry
The room went silent. Natalie folded her arms.
“How tacky, bringing accounts into a family meeting.”
“What was tackier was asking me for money and then calling me a burden the moment you believed I needed help.”
My mother’s face flushed red.
“I never said that.”
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