I Was Their Free Maid, Now They Can't Afford Me

Synopsis

My husband, Donald Smith, gave me three hundred bucks to cover our family of five for a whole month. I stretched it to the 20th before I had to ask for more. He beat me black and blue. "You got no shame? You eat my food, live under my roof, don't bring in a dime, and still got your hand out?" The whole family backed him up. I was done. I packed a bag and left. Later, Donald called. "Nobody's cleaned the house. Kitchen's a mess." I sneered, "I'm pulling 7 thousand a month now. Why would I go back to getting my ass kicked for 300 bucks?"