My Children Disowned Me At Christmas, So I Gave Them An Envelope. The Next Day, I Woke Up To 67 Missed Calls

Piecing things together

As I watched them finally piece things together, it was clear they knew their tormentor, yet their sense of victory was completely lost.

Their earlier self-assured smiles were replaced by a shared look of defeat. They whispered fiercely, casting glances in my direction.

My satisfaction grew each time they stumbled upon another canceled reservation, proving that their quest for the perfect honeymoon had been thoroughly and completely ruined.