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days of planning Christy’s wedding a year ago.
    Returning to the parking lot, Katie slipped into the driver’s seat of Nicole’s car and closed the door. She pressed the button
     for Aunt Marti’s cell phone and waited for her to answer. When her voicemail came on, Katie hung up. She didn’t want to leave
     a message. As a matter of fact, she didn’t really want to talk to Aunt Marti. Christy’s uncle Bob was the one she wanted to
     talk to.
    Katie found Uncle Bob’s number on her phone, pressed the button, and cleared her throat. Christy’s easygoing uncle answered
     on the second ring. The first thing Katie asked was if Aunt Marti was nearby.
    “Nope. She’s at lunch with some friends at the club. Do you want her number?”
    “No, I wanted to talk to you.”
    “Sure. What’s up?”
    “I need your help on something that might be a little complicated.”
    “You got it. What can I do?”
    Katie loved Uncle Bob almost as much as she was sure Christy loved him. The man was so good-natured and caring. She felt certain
     she could trust him and rolled through her less-than-fully-formed plan to buy Christy and Todd a car.
    “Let me get this straight,” Uncle Bob said. “You want to give me money to buy a new car for Christy and Todd but let them
     think the money came from me.”
    “Yes. But it’s a used car not a new car.”
    “Right. A used car.”
    “Can you help me do that?”
    “Actually, no. I can’t.”
    That wasn’t the answer Katie expected. “Why not?”
    “I can help you find a good used car. That part isn’t a problem. But I can’t let them think the money came from me.”
    “Why not?”
    Uncle Bob laughed. “That would be dishonest.”
    Katie frowned. For a moment she wished she had tried going through Aunt Marti with this plan. Katie felt certain Aunt Marti
     wouldn’t have a problem hiding, changing, or embellishing the truth. As a matter of fact, Aunt Marti was gifted in such matters.
    “I’m not asking you to lie. I just don’t want them to know the money came from me.”
    “And why not? They would appreciate knowing the truth. Tell Christy and Todd your aunt left you some money, and you want to
     use it to buy them a second car. That’s clean and honest. No mysteries to try to keep covered.”
    “I was going to do that, but then I thought it might get too complicated when other people find out I have that much money.
     Right now only two people know I received an inheritance. Christy is one of those people, but she doesn’t know much.”
    “Katie, listen, it’s no one’s business how much money you have or what you decide to do with it. Remember that.”
    Katie thought she heard Uncle Bob’s voice intensify on that last statement. When it came to money and choosing how to spend
     it, Bob was a bit of an authority. If he was saying she should be forthright and not plot a cover-up, she knew she should
     listen to him.
    “How about if we do this: You think about how you want to handle the information with Christy and Todd. I’ll look around for
     a car. I’ll keep you updated, and you keep me updated.”
    “Okay. But there is one more thing.”
    “Shoot.”
    “Can you look around for two good used cars?”
    “Two?”
    “Yeah, I need one. My car died last fall. I’ve been putting off the inevitable purchase for too long.”
    “How have you been getting around?”
    “I have generous friends. One of them, Nicole, arranged to include me on her insurance. We’ve been sharing her car for the
     past few months. It’s worked out great, but it really is time for me to buy my own car.”
    “I can help you with that. No problemo.”
    “Thank you. I’ll keep checking in with you, as you said.”
    Right before they hung up, Uncle Bob tenderly concluded their conversation. “You make me proud, Katie, you know that? You
     make me proud.”
    Katie choked up. She never expected him to say such a thing. Those were words a young woman should hear from her father, but
     Katie