My wealthy husband’s daughter arrived at 11 p.m. with her husband, two oversized suitcases, and one shocking demand: they were moving in. Then she gave me a list of chores and told me to “earn my keep” because I lived off her father. I only smiled and agreed. At 6:00 the next morning, she understood why. – Welcome

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Then she pointed toward the gnome.

“AND YOU STOLE MY GNOME!”

For a second, I almost couldn’t believe she’d said it.

“Your gnome? The one you took from my yard six months ago?”

Her mouth snapped shut.

Frank laughed.

Monica spun toward everyone.

“Turn those phones off.”

Nobody did.

She glared at me.

“Eleanor, tell them this is ridiculous.”

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