My mother-in-law pointed at the door during New Year’s dinner and snapped, **“If you don’t like my rules, get out!”** – Welcome

to give you the house.”

“And because your feelings got hurt, you changed your mind.”

A year earlier, I would have rushed to prove that I was generous.

I didn’t.

When he finished, I said, “There was never a condition on the bungalow.”

He frowned.

“I never told you how to furnish it. I never demanded gratitude. I never said you owed me anything.”

“Exactly.”

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