We’re Related But Not Connected

My sister lives clear across town, about thirty miles away. She calls me.

Sister: “My Internet is out. Can I use yours?”

Me: “Sure, just come on over.”

Sister: “I can’t just connect to yours from here?”

Me: “No.”

Sister: “Why not?”

Me: “That’s not how it works.”

Sister: “You just don’t want to share your Internet!”

I tried to explain but she, a grown woman, called our mother and complained that I “wasn’t sharing.”

Mother: “Are you serious, [Sister]? Take back anything I said about wanting you to give me grandkids. You’re too stupid to keep them alive.”