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My husband, Warren Dawson, earned 6,000 dollars a month, while I made 4,000 dollars. Our combined income was not low, yet our savings were pitifully small. This was because Warren handed over all his salary to his mother, Hadley, for "safekeeping," without ever discussing it with me. That continued until the day I handed my own salary card to my mom. When I returned home empty-handed, he said he wanted to eat a meal cooked by me. I replied, "I have no money to buy groceries." He flew into a rage, only to realize I was merely mirroring his own behavior.