My MIL Pushed My Mom into the Mud at My Wedding – but Seconds Later, It Was She Who Ended Up Covered in Dirt

He offered her his arm like a gentleman from another era. Mom looked at him, then at me, then back at him.

She took his arm.

As they walked toward the venue together, I heard Karen behind us, her voice rising to a shriek. “Fine! FINE!

See if I care! You’ll come crawling back, Tom! You always do!”

But Tom didn’t turn around.

He just kept walking, guiding my mom gently up the path, leaving Karen standing alone by that lake.

And for the first time in my life, I saw what justice looked like.

The rest of the evening felt like I was watching it happen to someone else. Karen grabbed her purse, got in her car, and left before dinner was even served. Nobody tried to stop her.

Meanwhile, my mom changed into a spare sundress that my bridesmaid Jessica had brought, just in case.

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