My son called me, “Mom, I’ll be married tomorrow. I have withdrawn all your money and sold your apartment.”

My son called me, “Mom, I’ll be married tomorrow. I have withdrawn all your money and sold your apartment.”

My son called me on a Wednesday afternoon with the most excited voice I had heard him in years.

“Mom, I have incredible news. I’m marrying Vanessa tomorrow. We’re not gonna wait any longer. We’re having a surprise party at the Mirador del Pacífico Club.

I was just opening my mouth to congratulate him when he interrupted me with almost childish joy.

“Oh, and one more thing… I already transferred all the money from your accounts to mine. I’m gonna need it to pay for the wedding and honeymoon in Paris. And about your oceanfront apartment… the one you like so much… I already sold it. I signed this morning using the power you gave me last year. The money is already in my account and the new owners want you to leave in thirty days. Well, Mom… see you. Or maybe not.