My Sister Got the Condo.I Got an Old Bike Key.

"On my wedding day, my sister Marigold suddenly announced that she wanted our parents to go hiking with her.

I stood in the bridal suite doorway in my wedding dress. ""It's my wedding day. Can't you go another time?""

Mom didn't answer. She pulled the old wooden cup from her purse.

""You know the rule. When we disagree, we draw lots.""

That wooden cup had been with our family for twenty years. Whenever Marigold and I disagreed over something, our parents made us draw a red stick or a black one.