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My husband brought his mother to live in our tiny flat. “Mums going to stay with us for a while,”

**Diary Entry** The door swung open as Emily and Thomas sat quietly at supper. A dishevelled woman strode

A loud crash echoed from the next room. Tipping over a saucepan, Agatha rushed in. The boy stood frozen

“Go back to your mother,” the man ordered, shoving the suitcases out. “Mum, stop calling

Youre no family of ours, said the mother-in-law, scooping the meat from her daughter-in-laws plate back

“Your mother doesnt live here anymore,” said her husband as he met her at the door, her suitcase

THE CALL OF KINDRED BLOOD “Emma, as your husband, I must set one condition,” I said, my voice

Grandma didnt have long left, and it was time to sell the house… When Emily, at twenty-four, decided

The ex-mother-in-law was coming to visit. She didnt know theyd divorced. “Can you believe it, Margaret

“Dont you dare contradict your husbandyour place is in the kitchen,” scolded my mother-in-law