My Halloween Decorations Were Destroyed Overnight — and I Knew Exactly Who Was Behind It
My stomach dropped like a stone. I played it again, unable to believe what I was hearing. My mother-in-law had destroyed our decorations, had crushed our children’s excitement, had stolen Jake’s fog machine, and torn apart everything we’d worked on together.
“Jake, I need to go talk to her,” I said, already grabbing my car keys.
“Amanda, wait. Let me come with you. Let me handle this.”
But I was already out the door. I couldn’t wait. The anger burning in my chest needed an outlet, and I needed to hear her say it to my face. I drove to Margaret’s house while a dozen thoughts popped into my mind.
