That evening, during our walk, I told Gracie not to be so tight with money. After all, a man had his pride, and it was hard for him to feel confident if his pockets were empty.
Gracie just smiled, seemingly unbothered.
I kept going, but eventually, she grew impatient and snapped back.
"What's wrong with spending a little money on your son-in-law? Is it only okay for my brother to get money but not for us?"
Her words left me speechless for a good while.
So, my children both thought I was secretly funneling money to the other's family behind their backs.
After that, Gracie started hinting that I should just give her my bank card to manage, so her cunning sister-in-law would not get any bright ideas.
I refused firmly, saying I would be careful about it.
Gracie promised she would not touch a cent of my money, only keep it safe for me. I could access it anytime I wanted.
Still, I did not agree.
Her tone grew sharp. "What do you need all that money for at your age? If you keep it with me, at least it'll be secure.
"Besides, I know how to invest! By the time I'm done, you'll have more money, not less."