My husband and I had been accumulating money to go on a trip. His mother was weeping about how much debt she had, so we postponed it to aid her. Days later, she presented me a large porcelain cat. I mumbled, “Must have cost a fortune.” She rubbed my back and continued, “Well, my son had confessed to me that he didn’t really want to go on that trip!”
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