He stared at the credit card bill. "ANOTHER

He stared at the credit card bill. "ANOTHER pair?! Why did you need to buy another pair of slippers? GLASS slippers!" He stormed into the walk-in closet and she was

ready for him with a pair of nine-inch stilleto heels, one in each hand. Tony backed slowly out of the closet. still furious, but Grace broke into giggles at Tony's slippers --

was the biggest mistake of her life. At first it seemed like because they both had a shoe fettish, it was a match made in heaven. But nothing was further from the truth. They had t

-otally different tastes in shoes. She locked tongues with Birkenstocks, and he danced to the strobes of orthopedic light-ups. Fetishists are picky, let me tell you. Bargain bins

are okay for buying summery flip flops, but good luck finding a nice sturdy pair of six-inch heeled gogo boots to go with that rubber dress hanging in the back of your closet.

His shaggy eyebrows raised in disbelief. "How did you know about my rubber dress?" I turned around in disbelief. "Oh. Um, that's YOURS?" Tension made us all laugh.

Then the fingers started pointing. I thought it was aunt marge. Jim thought it was cousin bob. Jerry thought it was brother Jim. Bob thought it was sister susan. But really, deep

down inside of me, I had a feeling that it could have been me... I felt guilty but I couldn't tell why. Had I done it and forgotten? No that was impossible! Absurd! Nobody could

lose track of such significant events. Thus I (and each child) firmly believed myself innocent, while secretly jealous of the successful sneakiness of the other cake-eaters.