“Get a job, you lazy freeloader!” my husband yelled, throwing a newspaper in my face just weeks after I gave birth. I stayed silent, but secretly pulled our bank statements. When I saw where our $90,000 savings went, I smiled, called my attorney, and prepared a surprise that would ruin him…

win anything. I just took back what they had absolutely no right to steal.”

For the first few months, I lived with Jennifer in a cramped, rented apartment in Columbus. The transition was brutal. The nights were long; Ellison was teething and crying, Susan required intense, expensive medical care in Miami, and I found myself waking up in cold sweats,continue reading …