Two Southern Belles, Sweet Tea, and a Surprising Twist

The first lady, clearly basking in the glow of her well-appointed life, leaned forward with pride.
“Well, sugar,” she began, “when my first baby was born, my husband was so thrilled, he built me this entire mansion. Every column, every brick—just for me. A tribute to our little miracle.”

The second lady smiled politely, nodding with slow grace.
“Well, isn’t that nice,” she said, her voice soft as magnolia petals.

Encouraged, the first lady continued.
“And when our second child arrived, he outdid himself. Bought me that Cadillac out front—shiny, brand new. Every time I drive it, I think of how generous he is.”

Again, the second lady offered a gentle smile and took a sip of her tea.
“Well, isn’t that nice.”Continue reading…