They Dumped Me in a Nursing Home—So I Rose Up and Outsmarted Them All

“Intuitively?”

“He chooses what he wants. Yesterday, he had pineapple off a pizza.”

I didn’t respond. Just slid the pies into the freezer. By the third day, she began “training the grandma.”

Amber stormed into my room without knocking and sighed theatrically.

“You left the iron on!”

“I turned everything off.”

“Oh, I told Thomas otherwise. He’s worried.”

“But… that’s a lie!”

Amber smiled, cold as steel. “It’s just a slightly polished version of reality. What you need is professional help.”

“Amber, what are you saying? I’m perfectly clear-headed.”

“We’ll see about that.”

For days, I heard her whispering on the phone. Then I overheard a conversation… and that was my breaking point.

“Babe, she left our son at the playground! I barely made it in time. Yeah, I get it now. It’s not just age. It’s decline. It’s dangerous.”

I stepped into the hallway.

“What?! I was right there! You’re lying, Amber! And you know it!”

Suddenly, everything spun. I grabbed the wall, and for a moment the world went black.

Amber stormed into my room without knocking and sighed theatrically.

“You left the iron on!”

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