My daughter-in-law laughed as she gave me a $2 scratch-off for my 73rd birthday. Ten months later, my own son shoved a senior living brochure in front of me and said, “We already picked your room.” They thought I was too old to fight back. They had no idea what I had been hiding.
“You’re saying you bought this entire house without telling us?”
“Yes.”
“With money from my birthday gift?”
“Yes.”
Her cheeks reddened.
Colin sat down abruptly.
“Why didn’t you tell me?” he asked.
I looked at the brochure still lying on the table.