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My Mother-in-Law Pointed at My Baby and Screamed

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My milk dried up painfully over the next week. Cabbage leaves in my bra. Ice packs. Ibuprofen. Motherhood, glamorous as hell.

Linda came over the Sunday after Ethan was discharged.

This time she knocked.

Michael opened the door but didn’t move aside right away.

She held up a casserole dish.

“It’s dairy-free,” she said. “I checked everything. Twice.”

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