Chapter 5

Early the next morning, Megan dragged a small stool downstairs and planted herself under the big tree in front of our building. She cried to anyone who passed by and complained to anyone who would listen.

She began. "My life is so miserable. I raised a good son, only for him to marry an evil wife..."

With tears streaming down her face, she told the neighbors how cruel and heartless I was.

She said that right after giving birth, I refused to let her, the baby's own grandmother, into the house. That I was controlling her son and even refused…