Jules looked over at Amy, who was nodding and still pretending to sniff into the Burger King napkin. “Okay, so you heard him, right, Amy? Twelve grand.”

     “I heard him, Julia,” Amy said. “It’s a lot of money, but it’s what mom wanted.”

     “Oh really? Mom picked all this out? The Treasured Remembrance Package? If she did, she didn’t know it was twelve thousand dollars. Does she even have twelve thousand dollars?”

     “She has some money,” Amy said, bowing up. From the mean look in Amy’s eye, Jules knew what was coming next. “We’ll have to take care of her, Julia. Fair share.”

     “Oh, and what is my fair share?...

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