After coming back from the Caribbean holiday, it was straight round to the Mother-in-Law’s to show her the photos.
“This is the hotel. It was gorgeous.”
“This is the beach. Just look at that white sand.”
“This is the pool. Oh, it was fantastic.”
“And this is my favourite,” I said. “It’s the x-ray of the brain tumour that killed your daughter and left me with all the money in the will.”