My parents gave me a $2 lottery ticket and my sister a $13,000 cruise ticket. I won $100 million. By the time my parents found out, I had received 79 missed calls

toward me with wet eyes and open arms.

“My baby,” she cried.

I stepped back.

The tears stopped faster than they started.

Dad cleared his throat. “We’re family. We shouldn’t need lawyers.”

“That’s funny,” Marianne said calmly. “Because the first thing your daughter did after learning about the win was publicly imply she had a claim to it.”

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