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“If she comes, I won’t be able to relax. We both know that.”
He looked torn.
“I’ll do it,” I said. “But you have to back me up.”
He nodded.
So I called her. Calm. Direct.
“We’ve decided to keep the trip just us and the kids. A quiet getaway.”
She paused. Then laughed coldly.
“I see. You’re shutting me out now?”
“We just want to bond as a family,” I replied.
“Don’t come crying to me when you’re overwhelmed with your brats.”
I bit my tongue.
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