LA-“Oops, I forgot my card again,” my DIL laughed while pushing her luxury mall bill and her mother’s toward me. I smiled and said, “Funny, I forgot mine too.” Her smile froze instantly.
When My Daughter-in-Law “Forgot” Her Card Again, I Finally Forgot Mine Too The cashier had already wrapped the second designer handbag in tissue paper when my daughter-in-law reached into her purse, gave a little gasp, and performed the same act I had watched her perform for six straight months. “Oops,” Brenda said, laughing lightly, as…
