Stolen Pension, Stolen Family

Synopsis

My daughter-in-law, Emily, threatened to cut me off because I couldn't scrape together 150 grand to buy my grandson, Ethan, a spot at a good school. "You won't put up any money, and you won't help out at all. Seriously, what kind of grandmother acts like this?" Emily snapped. My son, David, slammed the table, flipping it over. "Mom, if you're not spending your pension on your grandson, what are you saving it for—your own funeral?" My husband, Richard, let out a sigh as he picked up the pieces. "Honestly, Helen, whatever's between you and Emily is small stuff compared to Ethan's education." I'd already handed over every cent of my pension to Emily. Where was I supposed to get another 150 grand? With a guilty look, Richard awkwardly saw David and Emily off. I was eavesdropping by the window and caught Richard and David's whole conversation. "Dad, you never should've given Mom's pension to Grace, and you definitely shouldn't have bought a shared grave for you and Grace. So what are we supposed to do about Ethan's school now?" David snapped. "There was nothing else I could do. This was my one wish in life. I didn't get it while I was alive, but at least when I'm gone, we'll be together," Richard replied. I was stunned. So they'd been hiding this from both me and Emily all along. The 150 grand was just to fulfill Richard's affair with his old flame. Fine. If this family had no place for me, then I wouldn't need these ungrateful bastards either.