After dinner, my mother, Gloria Grant, sliced up the pumpkin tarts and sent us to the living room to open some presents she'd gotten for us.My older brother, Fred Grant, got a brand-new set of gaming gear. My younger sister, Lily Grant, got the vintage designer bag she'd been eyeing forever. Even my father, Martin Grant, got a bone china tea set.By the time it was my turn, the coffee table was empty.Mom froze for a few seconds, then smacked her forehead. "Ah, my poor memory! I figured you don't need anything, so I didn't want to just buy you something random."Lily hugged her bag, looking a little embarrassed. "Want to borrow my bag for a few days?""Don't be silly." Mom immediately stopped her. "Allie doesn't care for things like that. She's always been the easy one."I looked down and took a bite of pumpkin tart. It was cloyingly sweet.When I was little, money had been tight at home. Fred wanted sneakers, and Lily wanted piano lessons, so I learned early on to say I didn't
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