My stepmom, Tracy, stole $5,000 from my college fund to get veneers for her “perfect Hollywood smile.” But karma hit hard, and she ended up regretting it more than feeling glamorous.
My mom set up the fund before she passed, and my dad and I had been adding to it with my tutoring and babysitting money. Then Tracy came along, obsessed with her looks and always in front of the mirror.
One day, she gleefully announced she was getting veneers, then casually revealed she had borrowed $5,000 from my fund. I was stunned. “You did WHAT?” I exclaimed. She dismissed it as no big deal, claiming my dad agreed.
Weeks later, after flaunting her new teeth, she threw a BBQ to show off. But during her big reveal, one of her veneers broke off into her corn on the cob. The sight of her gap-toothed panic was priceless.
Tracy became a recluse, and my dad finally confronted her about the money. He insisted she pay back every cent.
In the end, my college fund was replenished, and Tracy learned that vanity has consequences. As for me? I’m left with a hilarious story—and a potential memoir titled *From Fangs to Fortune*. Who knew a dental disaster could turn into a life lesson?
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