My mother was a very difficult person. For example she used to take my things and give them away to other people when I was a child. As she grew older she became vindictive and would not stop ranting and nagging about something all day.
My daughter and I had driven a long way to visit her. She was not there when we arrived. We sat down and I tried to turn on the radio. It would not work. I tried just a little to tune it and gave up. Mother returned. She decided to put the radio on. It would not work. She turned on me accusingly, her eyes piercing, "Have you touched it?" she demanded. "No." I said.
I still feel terrible. But had I said yes, and that it did not work when I used it either, she would have spent all day saying I had broken it, that I had done it deliberately, that now she had nothing to listen to, and that I had better go and buy her a new one straight away. She had plenty of money, I did not. I just could not bear a day like that.