Wendy made it obvious my grandson wasn’t welcome, not at her wedding, not in her home, and not in her life. My son accompanied it, but I didn’t. I kept smiling, played the doting mother-in-law, and waited for the right moment to display everyone exactly what kind of woman he married.
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