Source: Toronto Globe and Mail
During the year and a half that Amber's mother had been seeing Marty, he'd always been warm towards Amber. But from the start, Amber had been less than cordial towards Marty.
“Get up, Marty. That's where I sit. That's always my chair.”
“Marty, why are you wearing those shoes? They're all scuffed. They look stupid.”
Amber's mother had done all she could to get Amber to act more respectfully towards Marty – with little success.