A Woman Complained at the Hospital That Her Son Needed ‘a Wife Who Actually Spends Time with Him’ – But What the DIL Did Next Made Her Scream, ‘You Had No Right to Do That!’

I thought she’d left for good, but the next day, there she was in Mom’s hospital room, holding a pillow.

Andrew put his arm around me.

“You okay?”

“Then don’t say anything.”

“Not really.”

“Do you want to eat?”

“Give me the sandwich.”

“Extra pickles.”

“You’re a good man.”

“My mother says so all the time.”

The next day, I went to my mother’s as usual and barely held back a scream.

“My mother says so all the time.”

Elaine was in Mom’s hospital room, holding a pillow.

“Elaine? What are you doing?”

She turned around.

“Your mother was uncomfortable. I’m fixing her pillow.”

Mom smiled from the bed.

“She’s been taking good care of me, honey.”

“I’m fixing her pillow.”

I looked at Elaine, then at the pillow she’d just tucked behind Mom’s back.

“Since when are you two friends?”

“Since about twenty minutes ago,” Mom said.