I Skipped My Wife’s Funeral
Language: en
My wife Bruna, whom I'd loved for ten years, died in a car accident. I completely ignored the barrage of phone calls. Instead, I went to a bar with my childhood friend Gina to drink and party. I didn't even attend Bruna's funeral. The day after the burial, I came home with Gina in my arms. As soon as I walked through the door, I saw my furious mother-in-law, Carol. "You bastard! How dare you show your face! Get out! You're not welcome here!" I remained unmoved and calmly lit a cigarette. "I think you've got it wrong. If anyone should leave, it's you." 1. "The house—I paid for it in…