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TIFU By asking my sister why she hates our mom

So my mom asked my Sister ( we'll call her sarah) if she wanted to go to the fair today and she said no. I got on the phone and was like don't be a loser just go and bring your daughters. Sarah then proceeds to text me "I can't believe you I don't really like hanging out with mom". I'm like I love our mother wtf is wrong with you. She then says she is always so negative towards me etc.

I explain like yes she's our mom and is going to call us out on our bullshit its what a loving mother would do what is the problem. I keep gassing Sarah up defending my mom as anyone would.

She then proceeds to tell me that when she was 11 our Mom tried to sell her to some guy. I'm like what?!?! I told her it was bullshit and she would never do that. She said ask our step dad he knows about it. (Some context my mom ended up dating our future step dad who worked at a radio station at the time and that will come into play later.) I'm like how he didnt come into our lives until I was 7 so this is bullshit. she said he would bring her flowers and teddy bears and call the radio station all the time requesting songs for my sarah. So my step dad allegedly would play the songs that he requested all the time. Sarah said as time went by she said there was a point where my mom was like you're going to go with this guy and live with him and you can't come back.

She then proceeds to tell me that this is why she hates our mom and wants her out of her life. So what the hell do I do because I don't believe it and i'm kind of scared to ask around.

More context we're a lot older now Sarah is 37 years old and i'm 31.

TL;DR Asked my sister to go to the fair with our mom and in return told me she tried to sell her when young.

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