At their wedding, good friends gave gifts of famous imported alcohols. They kept it on display in their first apartment. They moved when they had their first daughter, Amy, and the booze stayed in the pile of unpacked boxes in the basement.
In high school, Amy found the alcohol. The dust on the bottles told her her parents wouldn’t miss it. By the time senior year of high school was half over, the bottles were gone.
Her parents never found out; no one saw the empty box until Amy, when she was looking through the house after Mom passed away.