I hid behind the door, my heart pounding. My son-in-law sat down, opened the milk carton, scooped up a little bit of milk with a spoon, then…

My name is Mrs. Margaret, and I am currently in my early sixties. Since my husband died ten years ago, I have been living alone in a little Kansas town.
My biggest pride is my daughter, Helen. She is smart, elegant, and married to Daniel, a thoughtful and compassionate man. The news that Helen was expecting filled my heart with …