All Grandma wanted was a quiet birthday dinner. Just a peaceful evening for her 85th. But what she got… was a setup.
And what they got? A slice of karma served cold—with interest.
My grandmother is the heart of our family—the kind of woman who still sends handwritten cards, bakes cookies for the neighbors, and knows everyone’s favorite soup. So when she said, “Just something small, sweetheart,” I made a reservation at her favorite little restaurant.
But Aunt Linda had other plans.
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