They said the trip was a gift one last celebration for Grandpa’s retirement. Seven days at a beach resort, five rooms, all “on us,” they promised. But at checkout, he stood alone, clutching a $12,000 bill he never saw coming. His voice trembled as he said, “They told me not to worry about the cost.”
Grandpa had spent his whole life giving never asking for anything in return. He was quiet, dependable, the kind of man who slipped $20 into your lunchbox. He wore sandals for the first time in ten years just to enjoy their plan. And they left him behind, expecting him to smile and foot the bill.
