The Gift That Wasn't
Sole Authority
After my year-end bonus came in, I immediately transferred 10,000 dollars to my husband to buy New Year’s gifts for both our parents. I even told him to get the very best, especially that case of whisky for my father.
On New Year’s Eve, I rushed home to have dinner with my parents. However, at the table that night, Dad, who had always loved his drinks, was sipping tea instead.
I was confused. “Dad, it’s the holidays. Why didn't you bring out the liquor?”
I smiled as I rose to my feet to grab the case. “Kevin went out of his way to get this. I heard it tastes amazing.”
“Don’t touch it!” Dad slammed his teacup against the floor. His face was flushed dark red.
“Zeena, don’t send this stuff anymore. I know it’s not easy for you to make money in the city. But even if our Collins family is poor, we still have our pride! People in the village are talking behind my back, saying I’m putting on airs!”
I was completely stunned. I opened the bottle and took a sip, then froze for a moment. This was not whisky at all. It was just plain water.