Mom: You give your friends’ kids presents every year.
Me: Yes, and?
Mom: How many?
Me: 12, I think?
Mom: More this year?
Mom: What about me?
Me: You’ve got me.
Mom: You’re not a gift. I would have gifted you away when you were a child.
…and she walked away and then turned back.
Mom: Wait. You’re still a child.