The Overlooked Daughter's Perfect Score

A week before the trip, I ran to the whole family clutching my tin box.

I pointed at what was inside — five hundred and seventy-six reward coupons, saved up over three years — proud and glowing.

"Mom, Dad, my SAT scores came out. I got a perfect score."

"I met the condition for the graduation trip to Hawaii too. When do we leave?"

Then I excitedly showed them the swimsuits I'd bought and the itinerary I'd put together for all five of us.

I didn't notice at all how my brother had gone quiet behind me, or how forlorn my cousin looked.