When My Parents are Getting Divorced

When my dad's mistress swung by, clearly pregnant, my mother was scrubbing clothes for our family of five.

I teared up, pleading with her not to rough up my mom. In response, Grandma knocked me down hard, and I spat out blood.

She pointed at us, snarling, "You two are nothing but trouble. Lay a finger on my grandson, and I'll have my son kick you to the curb."

I saw my mom mutter "divorce" under her breath...

I dipped my head to mask a sly grin—mission accomplished.