“Lori wants us all to go on a vacation together,” Grandma excitedly told me over the phone one afternoon, her voice practically bubbling with enthusiasm. “Can you believe it, Doris? She says we need to make memories while we still can. She wants quality time, just us girls, and Rachel’s coming, too!”

I could feel her joy radiating through the line, and for a moment, I shared in that excitement. The idea of a family vacation was tempting—who wouldn’t want to escape the day-to-day and spend precious time together? But deep down, something felt off. I couldn’t quite put my finger on it, but I knew Aunt Lori’s motives weren’t as pure as they seemed. Still, I swallowed my doubts and congratulated Grandma on the exciting news.

Grandma was always the one who put others first. As the years passed, she never stopped caring for her family, despite the way they often took her for granted. Aunt Lori, especially, had a track record of showing up only when she needed something—whether it was financial assistance or help with something that benefited her. Her absence during birthdays and holidays was a quiet but glaring reminder of her selfish tendencies. But now, she was proposing a vacation? A family vacation that, unbeknownst to Grandma, would become a scheme to take advantage of her generosity.

The Vacation Proposal: A Subtle Manipulation

Aunt Lori’s request was crafted perfectly. With a smile on her face and a hand over Grandma’s, she made her pitch during a Sunday family dinner. “Mom, we don’t know how many more years we’ll have with you. Let’s take a special trip together. Just me, you, and Rachel.” Her words dripped with sentimentality as she described the beauty of the beach, the peace of a luxurious resort, and the joy of spending time with her aging mother.

Rachel, Aunt Lori’s daughter, chimed in eagerly, her voice sugary sweet. “We could get massages together, Grandma! And walk on the beach at sunset!” The image of this perfect vacation filled Grandma’s mind. She was thrilled to think that her daughter and granddaughter wanted to share such a moment with her, especially after the loss of Grandpa.

Grandma beamed at the idea. She hadn’t felt this kind of excitement in years. “Oh, that would be lovely, girls. Just lovely,” she said, her eyes shining with joy.

However, it was clear to me that Aunt Lori’s real intentions were far from genuine.