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kitchen when I’m hosting, Tals.”
My Husband Forced Me to Host His 40th Birthday While I Had a Broken Leg—Then His Mother Walked In and Turned the Celebration Upside Down
“Neither can I, apparently.”
He set the pot down hard enough to splash sauce everywhere. “I need help plating everything.”
“It’s my birthday!”
“And it’s my broken leg.”
He grabbed a handful of chips and walked right back out.
