They Planned to Replace Me in German, Not Knowing I Understood
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"I speak fluent German—yet at dinner, my son asked my husband, Charles, a question in German.
""Dad, when are you going to divorce Mom and marry Aunt Daisy?""
I furrowed my brow and glanced at Charles. He was cutting my steak for me, and without so much as a flicker of expression, he answered our son in German.
""Well, we'll have to wait until Aunt Daisy says yes to my proposal.""
Our son let out a helpless sigh.
""Then you'd better hurry, Dad. I really don't want to keep calling that old witch 'Mom.'"""
