Chapter 3 - THE HUSBAND’S CAUGHT IN THE MIDDLE
My husband, David, stood in the background watching the confrontation unfold, caught in the eternal crossfire between his overbearing mother and his exhausted wife. He threw his hands up in frustration, having tried countless times to establish boundaries with his mother, only to be met with emotional manipulation and dramatic outbursts. But as he looked down at the massive coffee puddle spreading across the hardwood floor and saw the cold, determined look in my eyes, he realized I wasn't going to back down this time, and for the first time, he decided not to rescue her from her own arrogance.
