Locked Out Over the Same Coat
When I head over to my daughter, Hannah Westfield's place for dinner during Christmas Eve, I specifically wear a wool coat for the occasion.
Unexpectedly, when Hannah sees me, she pushes me out of the front door instantly.
"Mom, why must you buy the same coat as my mother-in-law did? Don't you know that she hates it when others imitate her? Hurry up and take off the coat before she sees you!"
Meanwhile, my son-in-law, Thomas Clifford, digs out an old coat and puts it on me.
"Mom, there are many relatives visiting our house today. Please spare my mom her pride and don't steal her thunder, okay?"
Seeing how sincere Thomas looks, I decide to yield.
But as soon as I take my seat, Giselle Johnson chortles in amusement as she stares at the old coat I'm wearing.
"Oh Fiona, if you like my clothes, you could've just said so, and I'd give it to you. It's bad if you just steal my old coat from me and wear it, you know? Besides, don't you know that those who imitate always do a bad job at it?"
Furious, I'm about to up and leave when Giselle grabs the coat and blocks my way.
"I placed two money envelopes in the coat pockets a few days ago. There are 20 thousand dollars in there. Why are they gone after you've worn it?
"I don't mind you wearing my coat behind my back, but you must return the money to me right now!"