My sister sold me a used kids’ jacket for the last $80 I had — the next morning, my 10-year-old pulled something out of its pocket that made my blood run cold. “Eighty dollars, Jen. Not a penny less.” My sister, Marla, snatched the winter jacket out of my hands. “Marla, please. I only have sixty. Abby’s freezing in her old coat, and I can’t afford a new one.” “Then let her freeze! This is an expensive jacket. My Kayla only wore it for one season.” “You know how much we spent on Tom’s treatments. Since his funeral, I can barely pay the bills.”
Marla rolled her eyes. “Oh, for God’s sake! How long are you going to use your husband as an excuse? I’m not a charity!” She looked down at my worn-out purse with disgust.
“Your daughter should be grateful she gets to wear something decent after my Kayla!”
Without another word, I pulled out the last $80 I had been saving for groceries.
Marla counted the bills and tossed the jacket onto my lap with a smile.
I swear she enjoyed watching my life fall apart.
That evening, Abby threw her arms around me when she saw the jacket.
“Mommy, it’s so pretty! Can I wear it to school tomorrow?”
I kissed the top of her head.
“Of course, sweetheart.”
But the next morning, my phone rang.
Marla.
“Listen, Abby hasn’t worn that jacket yet, has she?”
Her voice sounded strange.
Almost breathless.
“No. Why?”
“Good. I mean… never mind. I’ve changed my mind. I want the jacket back.”
“What?!”
“Kayla still needs it. I wasn’t thinking yesterday.”
“Marla, I gave you the last of my money! Abby was so happy…”
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