My Sons New Wife Forced My Injured Granddaughter to Watch Her Twins While She Went Out, That Was the Last Straw!

Lydia came home hours later, bags in hand, her voice cheerful as she called for Olivia. When she saw me, she froze. When she saw the suitcases, her face drained of color.

She ran upstairs, slamming doors and ripping through drawers.

Then she stormed back down.

“Where are my things?”

“Locked up,” I said calmly. “You can earn them back.”

She accused me of theft.

I accused her of endangering a child with a fractured shoulder.

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