My Sister Called Me Cheap Over Her Kids’ Christmas List Until I Arrived With 12 Giant Boxes

table, scrolling through her phone. She had a cranberry manicure, a cream sweater, and the expression of someone who believed the world was slightly late delivering what she deserved.

She did not look up. “Did you see the list?”

“Yeah,” I said.

“You’re a doctor,” she said, as though this explained everything. “It’s not like you can’t afford it.”

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