In Court, They Lost More Than the Case
Every day, my son and husband finish all the house chores before I even get home.
But only because they're bringing my husband's first love, Sally Sullivan, back for Thanksgiving, I pour boiling water on my son's face. I also kick both my son and husband out when it's 104°F outside.
Desperate to save our son, my husband sprawls across the front porch, begging me to open the door.
"Wanda, open the door! We need to save our son! I only invited Sally over because she saved you once back then. I didn't mean anything else by it!"
"Mom, it hurts!" my son cries. "Mom, can't you kiss me? Mom…"
Meanwhile, I'm slouching on the couch, snacking away as I watch TV.
In the end, my husband can't ta
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