The church gossip and self-appointed arbiter of the church’s morals kept nosing into other people’s business. Several church members were unappreciative of her activities but feared her enough to maintain their silence.
She made a mistake, however, when she accused George, a new member, of being a drunk after she saw his pickup truck parked in front of the town’s only bar one afternoon. She commented to George and others that everyone seeing it there would know what he was doing.
George, a man of few words, stared at her for a moment and then walked away. He didn’t explain, defend, or deny; he said nothing.
Later that evening, George quietly parked his pickup in front of her house . . . and left it there all night.
This reminds me of what someone once said, “Assumption is the mother of most screw-ups.”