Never What It Was
Let me take you out to Fontaine's tonight to make up for it, okay?
I did not correct her. My parents had chronic health conditions, and that gift box was one I had carefully chosen from the only vendor that carried it. It was not something available just anywhere.
I did not remind her, either, that I did not like Fontaine's. I had already told her this many times.
She did not care, and she never would. Bringing it up again would only earn me another lecture about being difficult and dramatic.
None of it mattered anymore.