My Wife’s Revenge

Summary

My parents’ treasured heirloom lockets – matching pieces that had been passed down for generations – suddenly appeared at the May Day charity auction. No matter how high I bid, my wife’s childhood friend always outbid me by precisely a hundred dollars. It was the hundredth time he’d brazenly tried to snatch everything I valued.

But my wife, Victoria, merely shrugged. “They’re just two worthless pieces of old metal. It’s Andy’s birthday today. If he likes them, just let him have them.”

I laughed, a bitter, furious sound, then firmly declared my “All-In” bid.