Thank You, Stinky Fish

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On the way back to the summer house after lunch, my mama and my sister-in-law got into an argument about their watches. My mama was just walking with me with our arms linked when my sister-in-law swooped in and started being passive aggressive with my mama. This started back at the restaurant when she didn't want her wine poured to the brim by my sister-in-law. We are not alcoholics. We don't want our wine poured to the brim. What is the big deal? Anyway, she kept going on and on about how her watch is better than my mama's and what a poor purchase she made. She should return it. She shouldn't keep it any longer. It's a waste of money. On and on. She just wouldn't stop. We didn't take the cars, so we were walking a private path from downtown to the summer house. The men were in the back having their own conversation and walking slowly back. We were in the front. My mama and I were getting annoyed. We couldn't understand what the big deal was. Both of their watches were purchased from the aftermarket, have high resale values, and are from reputable watch brands. My mama was getting riled up. This wasn't good for her blood pressure, but then something awesome happened. We were passing by a store that sold fresh seafood. The door was wide open and the stench of stinky fish smacked us in the faces. I gagged. My mama winced. My sister-in-law finally shut up. Thank goodness for that. I thought she would've kept it up until we got back. So thank you, stinky fish. You got my sister-in-law to finally shut up and stop getting my mama's blood pressure up. We are now resting in our own private rooms. I won't see her again until dinnertime in a few hours.