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March 2013: Words That Stung

She forgot about the charity money she stole—but her son sure didn’t

Stuffed chicken breast with broccoli and cheese—how could this yummy dinner lead to a pierce in my serenity?

I had bought it from a fundraiser from the elementary school. Mary is 7, and her class was selling it. All five of my kids ate it, and it was a success! I was pleased with myself for pleasing them.

Then my 19-year-old son Benny came into the kitchen, and I asked him if he liked the chicken enough for me to order it again. He answered yes and asked, “Where did you get it?”

I told him it was a fundraiser item for his sister. With a searching, distant look,... Login to read more
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