My Mother-Out-Law

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It was early on a Wednesday morning after my wife had gone to work. I got out of bed, wearing only a t-shirt, and headed into the laundry room to get some shorts. I would have to dress before going upstairs to the kitchen for coffee. My Mother-in-Law had spent the night, and I expected her to be at the table, already buzzing with coffee and late-breaking news.

She had stayed up late with Janet and I, drinking and talking. With her years of experience as a foreign

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