So I'm Worth Less Than My Brother?
In order to take care of my father, who got hurt from a fall, I gave up on my chance to get promoted and even took a week's leave.
On the day he gets discharged from the hospital, my dad hands me a mysterious envelope with a wide smile on his face.
"Thank you for your trouble over the past few days, Luther. This is a little token of appreciation from me. You can buy yourself a nice pack of smokes."
I rub my hands together, feeling warmth surging into my heart. But when I open the envelope, all I see is seven dollars.
Still, I comfort myself in thinking that the sum isn't important at all. It's the thought that counts, after all.
But the next day, I come across a social media post of my
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