My mom is behind the wheel of her black Aston Martin. The fancy SUV was an anniversary gift from my dad several years ago. My parents rarely flaunt their wealth. Uncle Connor and Aunt Rose are the ones who love designer brands, jewelry in the six-figure mark, and rare bottles of wine. At some point, my parents’ feelings changed on cars. Dad bought a Bugatti, and Mom reluctantly loved it more than her old BMW. I remember she said she felt like she was cheating on an archaic thing for the newer model and it felt wrong. Cars aren’t people, love. They don’t have feelings. You’re cheating on
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