Mother Refuses to Tip Waiter – When She’s Gone, He Discovers What She Has Done

Mother and son

One unusually quiet Tuesday evening, the bell above the door jingled, heralding the arrival of a new customer. The restaurant doors swung open, allowing a cool evening breeze to sweep across the room. The new entrant was a young woman, her face obscured by a wide-brimmed hat and a pair of oversized sunglasses. She had a little boy with her about Oliver’s age.