If She Loves to Beg So Much, I'll Let Her Beg

Gwendolyn, my mother in-law, had taken my two-year-old to play poker with her friends. While no one was watching, the stroller rolled down a slope—straight into a large pond in the area.

I got the call and rushed to the scene. My heart nearly stopped when I saw my child unconscious. I rushed to her and was about to start CPR.

But right then, Gwendolyn dropped to her knees with a dramatic thud, clutching my hands and banging her forehead on the ground. Everyone looked straight at us.