They Bled Her Dry, So She Burned It All Down

My brother's wife had a son.

Then she fired all five of the postpartum nurses I'd hired for her, one after another.

And insisted, no matter what, that I come take care of her myself.

She even used my dead mother against me.

"Shouldn't you be here caring for me in your mother's place?"

So the moment I showed up, she started picking fights.

"Why is this footbath water so cold? Are you trying to give me a lifelong illness?"

"Why is the rice so dry tonight? Are you trying to choke me to death?"