“I was the host for Christmas dinner this year, so I recently hit the mall to pick out an outfit.”
Claire is this young lady. Let us just say that this sales department employee has a gift for bringing holiday pleasure in the most unusual ways.
At the boutique, she pretended to be a fashion critic and began making fun of me whenever I wore an outfit she had picked out for me.
She proclaimed, “You definitely need a bigger size, or it’ll blow up on you on Christmas, or maybe a diet will help you.” quite loudly, as if everyone could hear.
I attempted to contact my spouse via phone upon returning home, but he was not reachable. Even though my kid was there, I cried as I told him what had happened.
I was looking forward to seeing my son and his fiancée on Christmas Eve. We must have met her for the first time then. Actually, today the entire family had come together.
Things are about to get interesting now. Her face changed to a variety of reds the second Claire recognized what she had done.
She wished she could get out of the embarrassing circumstance; she was embarrassed.
Claiming to be unexpectedly sick, she proposed leaving the house.
I wonder if she was struggling when she made fun of me. Perhaps she was just having a rough day.
I convinced her to remain since I am the kind hostess that she is.
I stretched my mouth into a smile: “Oh, Claire, it’s so great to finally meet you! Please come! We’ll take care of you.”
As if to play it cool, the young woman kept her distance from me, the mother, who was ostensibly unaware. She had no idea what was in store for her.
The meal was very delicious. We spoke about everything and laughed a lot.
Members of our family filled us in on what went down this past year. With the exception of one, everyone felt completely at ease.
Sometimes it made my mother-in-law feel bad that she told mean jokes out of nervousness. While I was watching, my son reached out to her and stopped her.
Finally, the time had arrived that everyone had been anticipating. I chose to open a personal gift to myself while we were still in the middle of the Christmas feast.
“You know, I would never spoil our Christmas, but there’s a person who isn’t worth being here.” What Claire told me in the store, I told everyone in my family. As the truth lingered in the air, it was almost audible.
I thought I saw something out of a movie when I saw the look of shock on everyone’s faces, particularly my son’s.
Everyone was staring at Claire for all the wrong reasons after she became famous for making fun of other people so easily.
The news was so shocking to my kid that he couldn’t believe it. He seized control of the situation without hesitation.
Seeing Claire’s expression of bewilderment and disappointment, he abruptly ended their relationship by kicking her out.
As Claire packed up her belongings and departed, an eerie feeling of poetic justice pervaded the atmosphere.
Later that night, while my son and I were clearing the table after what should have been a joyful Christmas meal, he came up to me.
He appreciated me being forthright and revealing Claire’s true character.