"Janet, you said you'd treat us to a meal. That's why we ordered. Now you can't say we should split the bill. I really can't afford it."
"You ordered those dishes. How would we know about such high-end stuff?"
.....
Janet was so annoyed that she couldn't sleep and had to go to the bathroom to make a phone call.
When she returned, Janet looked much better and had returned the money to the two of them, regaining her confident demeanor.
It was soon the weekend. I had planned to go back and tell my mom that someone was using my dad's name to deceive college students, and it happened to be my classmate.
As I walked towards my car and touched the door, Janet, Flora, and Thea rushed out, pushed me aside, and got into the car.
Crazy.
I coldly said, "Get out of the car. I don't have time to play house with you."
Janet sat in the passenger seat, smiled ambiguously at the driver, Carl, and said, "Baby, your daughter already knows about us. We don't have to hide anymore. I'm not feeling well. Take me to the hospital. Our son misses you."
I was startled. This... Mr. Jones?