 Maybe my cynicism came with the realization that the responsibility of caring for our parents was mine alone. Oh, don't give me that. I participated. Until you had enough and got out. You and Karen both. I'm not criticizing. Do what you want. You did. Karen did. And if you didn't, it's not my fault. That's right. So don't lay the sister thing on me, all right? When I leave here, I won't feel any more guilty than you two did.