My Mother-in-Law Left a Blue Notebook in Our Hallway Closet—After My Son Was Born, I Finally Learned What She Had Been Recording Inside It
Her hand was in my purse.
“What are you doing?”
She barely flinched.
“Looking for a mint.”
“My purse was zipped.”
“I was thirsty.”
“There are no mints in my purse.”
Her face remained calm.