Bothered

We live in different states. I had business in your city. I schedule a few extra days on my own dime at the end of the trip just to spend time with you. I called you couldn’t be troubled to pick me up; it was too far to travel with an unreliable car. I offered to take a taxi; no you really didn’t have time to see me. The next time I was in your city I extended another offer to visit, this time you could come to me, but I would still cover your expenses. Once again you couldn’t be troubled to see me. When you were in my city only our grandmother put us together. She died, and I have not seen you since. I have heard through the grapevine that you have been in my city and not called, not even bothered to see one another. I sent gifts, cards and called you and received nothing from you, you just couldn’t be bothered to make a connection with me. I visited your city a final time once again extending an invitation only to be refused before I finally understood that you did not want contact with me. I am a slow learner.

Now you call and ask for ten thousand dollars, with no plan or ability to pay it back and think I owe it to you because we are sisters. And I just can’t find the energy to be bothered.