A Simple Seven Egg Painting on a Plate Changed My Family Forever

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“That will be twelve dollars and forty cents,” she said, without looking up.

I slid my blue debit card into the card reader.

The machine clicked, and then a sharp beep sounded.

“Declined,” the girl said, her eyes shifting to the screen.

I tried it again, my fingers cold against the plastic.

The second beep was louder than the first.

The girl did continue reading …