My stepdad, Jeff, always reminded us that he was the \u201cman of the house\u201d<\/p>\n
and liked to brag about being the breadwinner. He\u2019d often say things like,<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re lucky I keep this roof over your heads,\u201d while lounging in his recliner,<\/p>\n
and my mom, Jane, would silently nod along. We all saw through his attitude,<\/p>\n
and despite our attempts, Mom never left him.On Mom\u2019s birthday,<\/p>\n
Jeff claimed to have a \u201cspecial gift\u201d for her, and we all hoped he\u2019d finally get it right.<\/p>\n
But when she unwrapped a beautifully wrapped box to find a 12-pack of toilet paper,<\/p>\n
Jeff laughed and said, \u201cIt\u2019s so soft, just like you!\u201d Mom nervously laughed,<\/p>\n
but we all knew this was cruel.Two days later, we set up a plan to get back at Jeff.<\/p>\n
We invited him to his favorite Chinese restaurant, promising dinner on us.<\/p>\n
When he bragged about his ability to handle spicy food, we ordered the spiciest dishes on the menu.<\/p>\n
Jeff struggled to eat and sweated through the meal, but he insisted it was fine.Meanwhile,<\/p>\n
Mom and my sisters were at the house, packing up her belongings,<\/p>\n
including Jeff\u2019s recliner and every roll of toilet paper. When Jeff arrived home,<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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