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“Mom,” Andrew cut in, then turned on me. “You always do this. You always ruin everything.
You couldn’t just behave for one night?”
“That’s the problem,” I said. “I didn’t marry you to behave.
I married you to be your wife.”
I looked at Dolores.
“You don’t want a daughter-in-law,” I continued. “You want a servant who gives you grandkids on command.”
Her mouth opened in shock.
Andrew didn’t jump in to defend me. He just looked horrified that I’d said it out loud.
So I gave them my final line.
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