My Daughter-in-Law Threw Ice Water on Me for Sleeping at 9 A.M.—She Had No Idea Whose House She Was Trying to Take

Same curtains.

Same side table.

Same arrangement.

After Sabrina converted it into a salon room, I initially wanted every object returned precisely.

Then I realized something.

Martha was gone.

Preserving the room unchanged was not the same as loving her.

I repainted.