"Uncle, if you say that, I'll be too ashamed." My cousin said. "If my mom takes this money, won't the neighbors poke fun at us? My mom was confused for a moment. We can't accept this money. We're family. If others find out, won't they laugh at us?"
"And have you forgotten, when my parents were working outside when I was a child, I stayed at your house until I was ten. You always gave me the best food and toys first while William, Macy, and Ray could only watch."
My cousin looked ashamed, his eyes red. "It can be said that you made up for the lack of parental love in my childhood. We absolutely cannot accept this money."
My dad sighed, and my mom's eyes welled up with tears as she sniffled. "We're family. There's no need to be so formal. Come, let's sit and talk. Macy, go make some coffee!"
I was deeply moved. My cousin was a person who remembered kindness. Just the fact that he brought his family over to apologize tonight and said those words, any anger I had dissipated.
