This shook her. "What do you mean?"

"It's your grandmother's, isn't it?"

"How did you know that?" was out of poor Courtney's beautiful mouth before she knew how to reattach her poker face. She winced and brought her palm to her face. "My sister..."

"Yes, your older sister is really upset about the money you stole."

"Does she know?" she said frantically.

"Not yet, no."

Courtney sighed. She leaned her head to one shoulder. "Okay. So, what?"

"You tell me."

"Are you going to give me the money?"

"I don't think so. I feel pretty bad about your grandmother."

"She can spare it," she said acidly. "Do you want to...