My Husband Said His Mom Deserved the Front Seat More than Me – I Taught Him a Lesson

Once, on our anniversary, we were at a restaurant I’d been excited about for weeks. Halfway through the appetizers, Harry’s phone buzzed.

“Mom’s having a hard night,” he said, already standing. “She feels lonely. I need to go check on her.”

I sat there with two full plates of food and a candle burning between us, watching him leave.

When I tried to talk about it later, he waved me off.

“She raised me alone. She sacrificed everything.”

“She feels lonely. I need to go check on her.”

“I know, but…”

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