"Finally got my hands on some apples today! They were from the clearance bin, and I had to cut away the bruised parts, but they were still good. My husband saved up just to buy these for me. No matter how bad things get, I can't bring myself to waste them."
"Honey, every time I see you running around until midnight looking for work, I can barely breathe from the heartache. If it weren't for me and the baby, you'd never have had to cut ties with your family and rough it in this tiny rental with me."
And on and on it went.
Within days, every meddling aunt and distant cousin in the family group chat descended on me like a pack of wolves.
One by one, they crawled out of the woodwork to champion James's cause.
"Pearl, treating your son and daughter-in-law like this? Karma's going to come knocking."
"Exactly! James is a grown man. He has his pride. You throw him out over one disagreement? What kind of mother does that? If you ask me, you're worse than a stepmother."
"Favoring your daughter over your son is a disgrace. The Sullivan family won't stand by while you pull this kind of nonsense."