Keeping the Dressing

Keeping the Dressing Last summer I made my sister really mad. My grandmother gave us money to eat in the dining car on the train. I ate turkey. I asked the waiter to wrap up the dressing. I said, “I don’t like dressing, but my dad does.” My sister is 12. She says she will never go to a restaurant with me again. She says nobody wants old dressing. But my dad ate it.