I Overheard My Husband Plotting with His Mother to Sell Our House to Pay Off Her Loan – I Had to Teach Them a Lesson

I picked up my kids after school. Emma, eleven, slammed the car door and immediately started talking about how unfair her math teacher was.

Everything before that moment was normal.

Leo, seven, climbed into his seat quietly, already coughing a little because the weather had shifted again.

“Do you have your inhaler?” I asked, glancing at him in the mirror.