She Screamed That I’d Destroyed Her Family—But One Second Later, Her Son Saw the Truth She Couldn’t Hide

My name is Megan Foster, and the night my husband finally understood what his mother was capable of started with a casserole dish and ended with blood across the kitchen floor.

My husband, Caleb, and I had been married for nearly three years. We were living in Dayton, Ohio, in the lower level of the split-level house his mother, Diane Foster, owned.continue reading …