Friend bought a car last year from a local (much-respected) small garage. She told me at the time that it had belonged to a lady who had become too ill to drive and who was devastated to have to sell it/couldn't bear to see it on their forecourt, etc.
Fast forward to last week when DF was coming back to her parked car and a cyclist stopped and said, "Is that you car? It used to be mine!" They had a chat, and the woman was surprised when my friend asked after her health. Turns out that the story was a loads of bolleaux - she had wanted a newer/bigger car and had not been ill/devastated to sell it!
The irony is that my friend had had to put her emotions aside in order to allow herself to buy the car under those circs, and had almost walked away!