When my mother-in-law insisted on hosting my kids for a week during their school holiday, I honestly thought it was harmless — some good old grandma bonding time and a small break for me and my husband. What I didn’t realize was that the week would end with a discovery so painful it would completely change how I saw her — forever. I’m Abby, 34, married to my husband Brad for seven years. We have two kids, Lucas who’s 8, and Sophie who’s 6. My mother-in-law, Jean, is in her

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