As we were washing the dishes after dinner, Mom said, "Accompany Annie to pick up the camera she preordered tomorrow, Anna.""I have work tomorrow," I said."Is your work more important than spending time with your sister?" Mom retorted. "Can't you just let her have her way?"I had heard the same words for 15 years that I could recite it by heart at that point. I gave up my seat, my room, Mom's hug, and Dad's attention to her. Now, I also had to give up my time to her."Annie doesn't want to drive because she thinks it's too tiring. The shop is in Westglade. It'll be more convenient for you to drive her there," she added, serving as some sort of explanation."Fine."I wasn't able to stop myself from uttering the same answer that I had gotten so used to giving.…The next morning, I drove Annie to Westglade. She watched reels as she sat in the front passenger seat. The noisy sounds that blared from her phone made a vein pulse in my temple.Annie tested the different lenses for
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