My Dad Asked, "Is Your Allowance Sufficient?" I Replied, "What Allowance?"

One evening, while my dad and I were casually discussing finances, he unexpectedly asked, "Is your allowance sufficient?" The sincerity in his voice caught me off guard since I had no memory of ever receiving an allowance. Suddenly, a rush of bewilderment and curiosity flooded my mind, as if I had stumbled onto a hidden family secret.

Had he been giving someone else money all this time?

The next morning, I tore my room apart searching for clues about the mysterious allowance. I riffled through old birthday cards, dug under stacks of books, and even felt around the edges of my walls, hoping for a hidden compartment. It was an exercise in futility; nothing pointed to an allowance. My frustration grew as I realized I would have to dig deeper to solve this puzzle.