Aunt Tiffany was gravely injured. Not only did she sustain a mild concussion, but the back of her head even needed several stitches.I stayed by her bedside all night in the hospital, never sleeping a wink. Meanwhile, Mom, who was responsible for this, slept soundly at home.She didn't call until Aunt Tiffany woke up. "Oh, Tiff, I'm sorry for last night. I was on my period, so my hormones were running wild. It's my bad. I'll bring a couple of bottles of bourbon over to your place another day as an apology!"Mom spoke of the matter lightly, which made Aunt Tiffany snort.Mom immediately snapped back, "What's that supposed to mean, Tiff? Are you really going to hold it against me when you know I wasn't feeling well? We're sisters. You're being way too petty!"She was always like this.In my past life, when her gambling buddies beat me to death, Mom defended them in front of the police. "We were just trying to teach him a lesson. That brat kept talking back to me. How is that my fau
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