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

“Where is he?”

She hesitated.

“Mom,” I said firmly. “Tell me the truth. I’ll find out, anyway.”

“He went ice fishing.

With Greg and Neil. Said he’d be back before dinner. He told me to handle everything.”

That was it!

I didn’t scream and destroy him, but I didn’t yell.

I knew a man like Dennis wouldn’t respond to noise. He’d respond to action and learn from consequences.

“Mom,” I said, taking her hand gently, “go and sit in my car. I parked down the street.”

I helped her wrap up in her coat and grabbed a few blankets from the upstairs closet.

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