Misplaced Satisfaction
As she watched little Janice preparing her lemonade stand, Mrs. Thompson picked up her phone, ready to do what would be the greatest miscalculation she’d ever made.
With a moment’s hesitation, she dialed the familiar number, the complaints pouring out of her until she felt truly satisfied. But perhaps she should have considered what she was involving herself in. Her scheme would not go as smoothly as she imagined.