I Showed Up to Christmas Dinner in a Cast — My Daughter-in-Law Had Pushed Me, and My Son Laughed, “You Deserved It.” Then the Doorbell Rang, and I Said, “Come In, Officer.”

Arnold, and—most importantly—with the police.

Detective Sarah Martinez listened to my story, reviewed the evidence Mitch had compiled, watched the video of the assault. “Mrs. Reynolds,” she said seriously, “this is attempted assault, possibly attempted murder given her history. We can arrest them now.”

“No,” I said. “I want to do this at Christmas dinner.continue reading …