This story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to any persons living or dead is entirely unintentional.

Somewhere, far away and over the hill a completely fictional Grandma asks her - entirely creation of my imagination - grandson:
"So how much does mom give you?"
"What do you mean? Mom never gives us money." - responds the puzzled grandson.
"Oh!"- says grandma, "Your sister said your mom helps you with money, for cell phone and the bills."
"No, no mom has never given us money" responds incredibly calm grandson.
This unbelievably serene grandson comes home to his wife and tells her the story in the same way one would say "I bought bread today".
He goes: "My sister has been telling grandma mom gives us money."
His wife - not as good of a person as her husband - curses a little, enough for the husband to grow concern that his wife might try to clarify things with family members and start telling everyone about this unjustified, malicious and undeserving fabrication. So the cautious husband makes his wife pinky swear she will never tell anyone.
Because, and ONLY because, the wife loves the husband DEARLY!!! She swears, and she never tells anyone.
Oh, and they live happily ever after.

.THE END.

Again: This story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to any persons living or dead is entirely unintentional.