Last Sunday evening, I went to town with my mother. After we bought lots of things, we went out the supermarket and found it was raining hard. But we had no umbrella. Just when we were trying to get into a taxi, a strange old man came up to us. He was carrying a nice umbrella and he said he would give the umbrella to us for one dollar. He said he lost his wallet and needed some money to take a taxi to go back home.
My mother didn’t believe what he said at first, and asked him a lot of questions and then gave him a dollar. But the man didn’t get into a taxi. We followed him and found he went into a club and bought himself a glass of whiskey with the dollar. After he drank it, he put on his hat and took one of the many wet umbrellas there and went off with the new one. Soon after that, he sold it again.