Evelyn stepped down onto the wet flagstone path, her low heels clicking on the stone.

“Your father needs proper transportation to get to regional school board meetings and foundation events on Ethan’s behalf,” Evelyn said.

“It’s an administrative expense.”

“Ethan eats supper on a five-dollar allowance while Dad drives his inheritance all over town,” I said.

“We give your brother a roof over his head, elite home tutoring, and a place in this county’s society,” Evelyn said.

“You have no idea what it costs to keep this family afloat while you’re off somewhere.”