Her words were a slap in the face. “Cassidy, I just thought, since we’ve always shared our pool…”

“That’s completely different,” she snapped. “A pool just sits there. It’s not like you’re giving me anything valuable. My tent could get damaged or stolen. I can’t believe you’d even ask.” The conversation ended with her hanging up.

When David got home, his reaction was even worse. “You asked Cassidy to borrow her tent?” he said, his voice tight with irritation. “Alisa, that’s embarrassing. You can’t just ask family to lend you expensive things. It puts them in an awkward position.”

“David, your sister has been using our forty-thousand-dollar pool every weekend for four years. How is that different?”