My sister-in-law Patty, is what I would consider to be a bitch. She has never worked a day in her adult life. Her husband provides everything she needs, and she uses her credit card freely.
However, she makes everyone's life a living hell. My brother-in law is a good guy, but she belittles him and is always yelling at him. I always thought he stuck around only because they had two school age children.
I asked my wife what was Patty's problem.
"Who knows?" she said.
This was a subject that the family did not like to bring up very often.
I was off work one day and my wife asked me to deliver a box of items over to the in-laws house. I said it was no problem, so I ran them over that morning. I was told that Patty never rolls out of bed much before 11am. When I rolled into their driveway, it was 11:20am, she must be up by now.
I knocked on the door, we were always told never to ring the doorbell, in case Patty was still snoozing.
I called out, "Patty?"
There was no answer, complete silence, in fact. Her car was still in the driveway, so I knew she had to be around. Maybe she was upstairs. I went up the steps and called again. Still no reply. I peeked around the corner into their bedroom.
