My Stepfather Forced My Mom to Clean and Shovel Snow with a Broken Leg – So I Taught Him a Harsh Lesson

My mom looked hopeful when she was with him.

So I smiled too, nodded, and told her I was happy if she was happy. They got married a few months after I moved.

I didn’t think much of it. Life got busy.

I had exams, internships, and a life of my own.

But I still called her often. And for years, everything seemed fine.

Mom’d tell me about Dennis’s fishing trips or how they were planning to see the fall leaves in Wisconsin. I believed she was happy — or at least that’s what I thought.

But then, something changed.

It wasn’t obvious at first, just little things.

My mom was sad but tried to hide it.

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