The whole truth and nothing but the truth about my husband, his parents, and me - That Woman.
Monday, June 13, 2016
In which Harold and his cheapness start to get on Bernice's nerves
"Oh for pity's sake, Harold," Bernice snapped. "It's not like we can take it with us! Spend the gosh darn extra ten dollars a day and get the convertible!"
Two weeks before our wedding, my husband's parents called to tell him 1. they weren't coming and 2. he shouldn't marry me. They died hating me and disinherited my husband. PS None of this is made up.
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