When we were kids, Janet and Harvey both had custom-made dishes and utensils.I was the only one who didn't.When Grandma, Mom's mother, came to visit, I cautiously brought it up.Mom tore into me for even asking. "You eat enough already. Now you're making demands, too. Do you think bowls are free? Did you have to bring it up in front of Grandma? You're young, but you sure are scheming!"That day, I ate half a bowl of stew with tears streaming down my face, then went back to my room.Before Grandma left, she knocked on my door and handed me a custom-made bowl with a smile."If Janet and Harvey have one, then you should have one too, Liam," she said.The room fell completely silent.Mom blinked and took a couple of steps back, looking conflicted.I walked past her and washed the bowl in the sink. Then I dried it and carefully put it in my duffel bag.I asked again, "Is there somewhere for me to sleep? If not, I'll get a hotel room."Dad took a deep breath and was about to spe
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