The Secret Behind Her Sour Berries
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My mother was the most meticulously fair woman on earth.
For my sister, Amelia, and me, she insisted on what she called the Law of Perfect Parity.
Identical dresses.
Identical allowances.
Even a bowl of fruit had to be measured with a ruler to ensure perfect size equality.
This kind of scrupulous balance was, for the most part, a comforting background hum to my childhood, but sometimes, it became a source of ridiculous, unnecessary stress.
Like the recent blueberry season. Knowing Amelia loved them, Mom bought her two large boxes.
