The whole truth and nothing but the truth about my husband, his parents, and me - That Woman.
Saturday, July 16, 2016
In which I am still waiting to leave while Primo empties the trash and the recycling, with the recycling not exactly on the critical path if you know what I mean - I am resorting to eating brownies
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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