On the first day, my mother-in-law smiled and humiliated me: “In this house you will eat the leftovers”; I didn’t raise my voice, I just obeyed every word until she had to cook alone for the whole family, and then everyone understood that the black notebook hid something much darker.

from the very first week?”

He did not answer my question at all. Mrs. Tabitha pressed her lips together tightly, furious that her own logic was backfiring on her so perfectly.

That night, when I got home from work, I found my mother-in-law eating instant cup soup. The artificial smell filled the entire kitchen. Colin had bought some takeout burgers, continue reading …