A Masterpiece of Revenge
Language: en
On the second day of the Lunar New Year, my thirty-year-old cousin stomped on my limited edition figurine, crushing a $5,000 collectible into pieces. My Aunt Clara immediately shielded him behind her back, screeching at me with righteous indignation. "If you didn't put your things away, they belong to Tyler now! Besides, aren't you too old to be playing with toys?" My mother was shaking with anger. "How does something my daughter spent five grand on suddenly become yours?" Aunt Clara instantly sat on the floor, slapping her thighs and wailing. "God help me! I come with good…