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

My mom was inside the house.

Her leg was wrapped in a cast. I watched as she scrubbed floors and carried laundry, all while moving from room to room in a two-story house, leaning on furniture to stay upright!

I tried the front door, and it cracked open.

There was my mom — sweating, pale, leaning hard on the kitchen doorframe.

“Mom?!

What happened?!” I shouted as I stepped inside.

She tried to smile, but it barely formed. “Oh… honey. I slipped a few days ago.

I broke my leg.”

She looked away. “I didn’t want to worry you.”

“Mom, you’re hobbling around on a broken leg. That’s not something you keep to yourself.”

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