"What's there to ask? This woman tried to scam Teacher Moore's money yesterday, and today her daughter stole our phone!" Grandma Murphy snapped, her neck stiff with arrogance.
She didn't even know whose phone it really was, but she insisted it was hers so she could bring it home for her precious grandson to play with.
"But I didn't steal the phone. My dad gave it to me. Please give it back," Cora said firmly, her small hand reaching out, her round little face full of determination.
Rachel trusted her daughter.
It wasn't impossible that Kellan had bought her the phone. "Let's hand the phone to the teacher and let her check," she said calmly.
Grandma Murphy sneered, her tone dripping with mockery. "You look so poor. How could you ever afford this phone? Do you even know how much it costs? Several thousand dollars! Apologize to us, and maybe I'll consider forgiving you."
She lived an ordinary middle-class life, never owning or even seeing luxury goods.
