The Favored Daughter Got Everything. I Got the Trunk

"My family had finally traded in our five-seater for a seven-seater. With six of us traveling together, I thought I'd never have to lie in the trunk again.

But on this trip back to our hometown, my younger sister Chloe's golden retriever was sprawled across the only empty seat.

She smiled at the dog.

""Biscuit, this is your special seat from now on!""

I asked coldly, ""If Biscuit sits there, where am I supposed to sit?""

Chloe looped her arm through mine and gave it a coaxing shake.

""Ellie, you know how fussy Biscuit is. Biscuit starts howling at the slightest discomfort.""