MY SON-IN-LAW CALLED MY DAUGHTER “BUTTERBALL” AND TOLD HER SHE WASN’T ALLOWED TO HAVE DESSERT AT OUR FAMILY DINNER — HE HAD NO IDEA I WAS ABOUT TO MAKE HIM REGRET IT.
I knew that look. Dennis was usually a composed man, but he loved our daughter with everything he had. If Greg had been anyone else, my husband might have already stood up from the table.
But Greg was not a stranger.
He was Sally’s husband.
Emmy’s father.
And he was still smiling, obviously expecting the rest of us to laugh along with his cruel comment.continue reading …