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The day we traveled back home to Sunport City, my daughter shoved me into the trunk. Her excuse? Her mother-in-law got carsick and had to sit in the front. Her husband was driving. She needed the back seat for the kid. It was a seven-seater van, and somehow there was no seat for me. "Mom, you're healthy. You'll be fine curled up for a bit. It's only seven hours. Just deal with it." So I stayed in the trunk, wedged between luggage and three boxes of supplements for her precious mother-in-law. Through the rear window, I saw Lily sitting on her grandma's lap, eating the snacks I bought, shouting, "Grandma's the best. Grandma Helen is the bad guy!" That was the moment something in me died. Seven hours later, I got back to Sunport City, packed my things, unlinked my pension card, and bought the earliest flight home. Her mortgage, her nanny bills, the expenses of their family of four, and her entire life could all go to her mother-in-law from now on.