My mother-in-law is pregnant.

I discovered a box of birth control pills in the widow’s room. I swapped them out for regular stomach medicine. The reason was simple: since my mother-in-law was so eager to have a grandchild, why not have one herself?

Later, Mrs. Welmann came over to see her and handed her a bank card. "This is your reward for giving our family a child."

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I installed a miniature camera in our bedroom. After work, I often found that the neatly made bed had wrinkles, and the alarm clock or glass on the nightstand had subtly shifted.