"Hear me out, the guy Grandma found you is a real catch, got a son too, and no pressure to have more kids, talk about a sweet deal."
"If you know it stings, why say it? Just dunked your brain in a manure pit and forgot to scrub? I'm loaded, pretty, and smart, why would I downgrade to Nowheresville for charity? Plus, what's money done wrong, don't curse my cash flow, will you?"
Before she could go on, Dad hustled this nosy relative off to a hotel.
He came back and hit the deck before Mom, vowing our little family always comes first, everything we own is in my name.
Whatever the home drama, contracts are contracts.
Logan Taylor and I made it official, the wedding might have been hasty but didn't skimp on sincerity.
Ingredients for the feast airlifted in, I sneakily nabbed a couple of pastries while I could.
After waving off the guests and collapsing on the couch, Grandma starts up her tirade with her pet granddaughter.
"As a lady, you oughta be polite and hard-working, look at the state of you, no clue what your mom's been teaching."