At 30,000 Feet, I Watched My Wife Crawl Across the Floor With Both Legs in Casts While My Mother Hid Her Crutches—Then I Noticed What Was Recording Behind Them

“I am ending an arrangement because you abused someone who was medically dependent on you.”

Phyllis looked at Clara.

Pure anger.

“I knew it.

You came into this family to take him.”

Clara did not answer.

I did.

“She didn’t take me.”