La vida

A Grudge That Lasted Thirty Years My mother-in-law, Margaret Williams, and I haven’t spoken in three decades.

**Thursday, 5th October** “You’ve got a month to leave my house!” announced my mother-in-law.

**Diary Entry: A Row Over the Bill** I don’t even know how to react. Should I beg Emily, my wife, to stay?

“You have one month to leave my house!” declared my mother-in-law. Everything in my life

My mother-in-law decided she would set the rules in *my* home. I reminded her exactly who was in charge here.

**A Morning Surprise from My Mother-in-Law** “Good morning, love!” My father-in-law, John

My Small Flat and My Husband’s Complaints I have my own cosy little flat—bright, with flowers on the

“You must leave my house within a month!” declared my mother-in-law. Life with Max had been

Our grandfather, John Harrison, had always been the cornerstone of our large family at seventy years old.

I’m Not the Mother-in-Law’s Maid Washing floors in my in-laws’ house? No, thank you—I’ve no desire for that!