My Brother-In-Law Threw Soup At Me At Sunday Dinner, Then Someone Mentioned The Kitchen Camera
"I'm not bailing you out again," I said — and a bowl of tomato soup hit me in the face.
Three times I've covered Colby's debts. Sunday dinner was the first time I said no, and his mother screamed that I was the problem.
Colby wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and laughed. "You should have paid me." The whole table watched me mop soup off my chin. Deborah kept saying it was just a splash. I reached over and quietly took my husband's phone.
"Check the kitchen camera," Marcus said.
The security still sat on that white tablecloth for a long minute. Colby at my purse with both hands inside it. Deborah in the kitchen doorway, arms folded, watching him do it. Not once had she mentioned it in three years.
Colby said it was a joke. Deborah said nothing at all. Her face just emptied out. He backed into a dining chair and knocked it over.
Then Marcus asked something none of us were ready for — what was on the second half of that footage.
The full story in the comments picks up right there, at the moment my husband asked about the rest of the tape.
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