Jeff isn’t the best husband, but he’s the best father Eva and Mike could have asked for. He ensures he spends a few hours with them every day, asking them about their day at school and helping them with their homework. The best part is that he doesn’t let his parents dictate how we raise our kids.
I consider that a small mercy, and I’m grateful to Jeff for drawing a boundary there. I can’t even imagine how difficult life would have been with his meddling mother telling me how to look after my kids. It would’ve been a nightmare!
Jeff’s parents, Rachel and Peter, live about three hours away. They visit us about twice a month, and the kids adore them. My heart swells with joy whenever I see my little ones having a great time with their father and grandparents.
But that joy was shattered the day I overheard Jeff and his parents plotting against me. I never imagined they could do something so hurtful…
