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

Then, I really looked at the house.

The kitchen was spotless. The floors gleamed. A vacuum sat in the hallway.

A mop bucket was beside the stairs.

“Why are you… cleaning while injured?” I asked, my voice rising.

She gave me a small nod and walked — no, limped — past me into the living room.

“Dennis’s daughter is coming tonight,” she said quietly. “He wants the house to look perfect.”

“Are you serious?” I turned, stunned. “He’s making you clean the house because of her?”

She didn’t say anything.

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