My sister thr:ew a shoe at my pregnant wife because she had dared to sit in “her chair” at Mom’s house. Dad laughed and said, “Pregnancy hormones. Just relax.” Mom told my wife, “Maybe sit on the floor next time.” My wife quietly picked up her coat. I grabbed my keys. Then I reached for my phone. I called our real estate agent and said, “List the house. Yes, tomorrow morning.” And when the “For Sale” sign finally went up on Monday…
PART 1: THE UPHOLSTERY CASTE SYSTEM My thirty-two-year-old sister unlaced her leather loafer and launched it like a crude ballistic missile at my seven-month pregnant wife. The crime was simple …
My sister thr:ew a shoe at my pregnant wife because she had dared to sit in “her chair” at Mom’s house. Dad laughed and said, “Pregnancy hormones. Just relax.” Mom told my wife, “Maybe sit on the floor next time.” My wife quietly picked up her coat. I grabbed my keys. Then I reached for my phone. I called our real estate agent and said, “List the house. Yes, tomorrow morning.” And when the “For Sale” sign finally went up on Monday… Full Story