The Lunchbox War

Synopsis

I'd been around for thirty-four years and met all kinds of people. But I'd never met anyone so shamelessly greedy. A woman wanted to pay me 3 dollars a day to cook the same meals for her son that I poured my heart and soul into for my daughter. And then she had the nerve to call me stingy and difficult, like she was the one doing me a favor. Standing at my door listening to her twisted logic, I was seeing red. That was the moment I realized that someone could be so low. It was beyond anything one could ever imagine.