When I realized my grandson Timmy wasn’t getting the $300 I’d been sending him each month, I knew something was wrong. My suspicions quickly turned to my daughter-in-law, Susan, and I was determined to uncover the truth.
For months, I’d sent the money through Susan, who promised to give it to Timmy without mentioning me. I wanted him to learn about managing money without feeling like I was spoiling him. Although Susan and my son were financially secure, I wanted Timmy to have some extra money for his personal growth.
Everything seemed fine until one day, Timmy called and asked me for money.
“Grandma, can you send me some? I really want this toy,” he said, full of excitement.
I was puzzled. “Didn’t your mom give you pocket money last week?”
“No,” he said, sounding disappointed. “I’ve been asking, but she says I’m too young.”
My heart sank. Something wasn’t adding up. I had to investigate further.
“But what about the toys you already have?” I asked.
“Dad gives me money for chores sometimes, but it’s not enough for the toy I want. Mom says I shouldn’t ask you for money, but please, Grandma, just this once?”
His words hit me hard. I started suspecting that Susan might be keeping the money for herself. I needed to know for sure.
The next day, I called her. “Hey Susan, it’s been a while since we’ve had a girl’s day. How about a shopping trip?” I suggested, keeping my voice friendly while I was burning with suspicion inside.
Susan happily agreed, unaware of my plan. We headed to an antique store owned by my friend, Helen, who was in on the setup.
At the store, I casually admired some jewelry, and Susan was drawn to a beautiful necklace.
“It’s gorgeous! How much is it?” she asked.
“Five hundred dollars,” Helen replied.
Susan’s excitement faded, and I watched closely. She was clearly thinking about how she could get the money. That’s when I mentioned Timmy.
“You know, I’ve been thinking of giving Timmy an extra $500 for that toy he wants,” I said.
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