This one reads like a long lesson in boundaries disguised as family reunion. A woman adopted as a baby reconnects in her teens with her biological family, a sweet, emotional moment that starts like a movie ending and slowly turns into a bill request. For years, her younger biological sister has treated conversation as a warm-up routine before asking for money. It’s always small stuff, a few dollars here and there, softened with polite disclaimers like «if you can’t, it’s ok.» But the words lose their courtesy when they arrive every few months, right after a week of good-morning texts that suddenly stop once the answer is no.