“I don’t know, Mom—I thought that check was for me. I mean, I honestly did. I never would’ve cashed it otherwise. Now Sally’s all pissed—outraged, like I’ve stolen something from her, committed some horrible crime behind her back. She gets so violent with me sometimes. You’ve never seen her get like that but she does. She never acts like that around you, but with me it’s a whole ’nother story. See, I thought you told me to go ahead and cash that check. That was my understanding. I thought you told me to go ahead and take it once this whole thing was finished. I mean, not like you owed it to me or anything. I never expected that. I just thought it was something you wanted me to have. It was just sitting there, plain as day, on your table, made out to cash, so I took it. Now Sally’s saying I should have split it with her down the middle. I mean it was only a hundred bucks and she’s acting like— Oh well— It doesn’t matter. I don’t want to sound like— I just can’t believe her sometimes. Like I’m her worst enemy or something. Now she’s going to be out there at the funeral and I’ve got to go through this whole thing all over again with her. This whole routine. She won’t give it up. I mean, I’d be glad to give her the entire hundred bucks if it means so much to her. I would. I don’t give a shit about the hundred bucks. I really don’t. Except I used it for the car payment and that’s what she thinks, see— She thinks I was desperate and just went ahead and cashed the check without consulting her about it. That’s what gets her. That I never consulted her. She thinks—”