A Real Bitch
It was a sunny Saturday afternoon in early June and I was standing in my backyard fussing over the BBQ grill and watching the hotdogs and hamburgers cooking and enjoying a cold Budweiser. My beautiful wife of ten years, Cary, was sitting next to the pool with her mother and, from what I could see they were having another heated discussion and it was my guess that once again, it was all about me! Cary's mother, Jewel had disliked me from day one and while her husband was still alive the two of...