My grandmother is a bitter old crab with nothing good to say about anything, but she does have a few good stories. She confronted the woman my grandfather had been cheating on her with - this other woman had no idea he was married, and was righteously angry.
The two of them schemed together. My grandfatherβs mistress drove her convertible to the construction site where he was working. As he approached the car, she said, βWhy didnβt you tell me you were married?β
βMarried?! Iβm not married!β he said.
My grandmother sat up in the back seat, where sheβd been lying down, and said, βYou wonβt be for much longer.β
After they divorced, my grandfather begged my grandmother to come back to him. βIβll marry you again if you buy me a house full of furniture,β she said. βDeal,β said my grandfather.
So they got married again, he bought her the house full of furnitureβ¦.. and then she divorced him.
Again.
