Oh dear, another one treated appallingly by the outlaws.b I had exactly the same thing. And I drank a very nice glass of red wine when they died. Do I feel bad about that? Nope. They hated me and I hated them back.

I spent all of my married life being put down by them, not being good enough for their daughter, an alley cat I divorced after I discovered she was cheating on me. Goodbye to bad rubbish I say.