“Perfect,” I told my daughter-in-law Marl when she announced that 25 members of her family would be coming to spend Christmas at my house. “I’m going on vacation. You all cook and clean. I’m not an employee.” Her face paled as if she’d seen a ghost.But what she didn’t know was that the real shock was just beginning. “My name is Susana, I’m 66 years old, and for the last five years I’ve been treated like the servant in my own home. It all started when my son Renato married that woman. From day one, Marlen decided I was her...
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