A plan began to build in my mind. First, though,
I imagined what would happen tonight when Bobby opened his present. He would probably run shrieking from the room. In my mind, I played out many marvelous scenes, ranging from a horrified Bobby to an outraged one. In any case, I would have to return it and get my money back. At the same time Mother would learn her lesson too.
It was the perfect gift. I could keep my promise to Mother. I could keep my promise to myself because it would be weird enough.