I turned to look at her. "Sister, I have always been so smart!" 

She laughed, "I'm kidding. Erik likes you. I'm sure I can't. When you become the queen, don't forget your sister!" 

I didn't return her smiling face, but left with a cold face. I know that sometimes, a joke is the truth. 

But I underestimated my sister's ambition and overestimated her moral bottom line. Three days later, I was painting in the studio and the paint made my hands colorful. Judy suddenly rushed in. "Kely, come with me!" 

While she was talking, she came over and pulled my hand. The paint on my hand had stained her hand....