My Sister’s Birthday Surprise Gone Wrong

Deep breaths, that’s what I told myself when Ariel, my ever-optimistic (and slightly chaotic) sister, volunteered to plan Grandpa’s 90th birthday. Sure, a surprise party sounded sweet, but knowing Ariel, it would veer off course faster than a runaway cake trolley. And it did!

Ariel and I always had a complicated relationship. As siblings, we shared countless memories, both good and bad, but our differences often led to friction. Ariel, younger and more carefree, had a knack for getting into trouble and dragging others into her chaotic plans. I was the responsible older sister, always cleaning up after her messes. We both cherished our bond with Gramps deeply, despite our constant squabbles.

When Ariel volunteered to organize Gramps’ birthday party, I felt immediately suspicious. My sister wasn’t known for her planning skills. One evening, while having tea with Mom, I could not help but voice my concerns.

“Mom, are you sure about Ariel handling Gramps’ party? She’s never planned anything like this before,” I said, swirling my spoon in my cup, trying to keep my tone light.

Mom looked at me over her glasses, her expression both stern and patient. “Jocelyn, you need to give your sister a chance. She’s trying to do something nice for Gramps.”

The day of the party arrived, and I walked into the restaurant feeling uneasy. It was a sushi place. A stark contrast to what I’d envisioned for Grandpa’s 90th birthday. The crowd inside was mostly drunk university students, clearly Ariel’s friends. I felt out of place.

She beamed at me, clearly oblivious to the disaster she had orchestrated. “It’s Gramps’ party, Joce! Isn’t it great? Everyone’s having so much fun!”

“Oh, come on, Joce! GRANDPA IS HAPPY TO HANG OUT WITH THE YOUTH! AREN’T YOU, GRAMPS?” Ariel shouted, her voice echoing across the room. Gramps smiled weakly, still fumbling with the chopsticks.

I moved closer to Gramps. “Here, Gramps, let me help you with that,” I said, taking the chopsticks from his trembling hands. “You don’t have to eat this if you don’t want to.”

Unfair Expectations

As the evening dragged on, I felt more and more out of place. Ariel’s friends were loud and obnoxious, clearly enjoying themselves without a care in the world. But then came the moment that pushed me over the edge. Ariel handed the bill directly to Gramps.

“Here you go, Gramps! Happy birthday! Time to pay up!” she said with a laugh, pushing the bill towards him.

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