No Free Lunch In My House

Synopsis

My sister-in-law, Claire Simmons, showed up at my place every Saturday with her two kids, uninvited, devouring everything in my fridge and raiding the snack cabinets. My husband, Danny Simmons, always laughed and smoothed things over. "It's fine. Family should take care of each other." I'd had enough, so this weekend, I ditched them and went to a fancy spa with my best friend, my phone off. I wanted them to come and realize nobody was home. When I turned my phone back on in the evening, dozens of missed calls from my mother-in-law, Whitley, popped up, along with a voice message. She was fuming. "Where are you? Claire and her family are here, and no one's made dinner. What did you expect them to eat?" I stared at the screen, and for the first time in forever, a rush of pure satisfaction coursed through me.