I am just SO incandescently mad right now, sitting here in my tiny kitchen, that my own grandmother—MY grandmother!—is hiding lottery winnings, not even a huge amount, just enough to make her life a little easier, in a hollowed-out book behind some knitting supplies and all because she's terrified my mother and aunt will just… stop their weekly allowance. And I know it's a small town, everyone knows everyone's business, so maybe it's not surprising she thinks they'd find out and just cut her off, but it's like… what kind of family even IS that, that she feels she has to keep something like this a SECRET from us? It's just infuriating.