"Does this look familiar to you?"

The look on my mother's face was priceless. My father had taken her car to fill it up with gas. However, he failed to mention to her that he had purchased a car months ago and had been keeping it at work. I don't know when he planned on breaking the news to her. I had been in the car numerous times and heard the story of how he bought the mint condition '89 Mercedes Benz off some guy he met in the parking lot for a song. It is incidents like these remind me that in life it isn't what you own, but how you treat people that is important. My mother is fine with having an extra car. She realizes that getting a deal on a used car is one of my father's many quirks.