Under Cousin Sean’s business leadership, we started a lemonade stand at Nana’s beach house one summer. Shirtless and scowling, we were an unattractive bunch, but nice middle-aged women were guilted into buying our over-sweetened drinks anyway. Our earnings totaling up near twelve dollars, the mathematical dilemma of the money’s division arose. We had two options, Sean told us, either we each get three dollars, or, dividing the cash by family, we'd get six dollars per household. Opting for the bigger number, we took the six dollars, not catching on to Sean’s trickery. We didn’t have much use for money anyhow.
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