A woman named Kate posted a story of how her son chose silence instead of defending her when his wife insulted her.
Namely, Kate loved to cook, but since her husband’s passing things changed and she somehow lost hold of that part of her. However, whenever a holiday was around the corner she would prepare the most delicious dishes to her son John, especially for Christmas when he would always come for his annual roast dinner.
This year, however, was a bit different since John’s wife, Liz, attended the family dinner for the first time. The two dated for quite some time, but over the course of a couple of years, she would always spend Christmas at her parents’ house.
Kate woke up early because she knew she needed time to prepare the main course, which was a chicken with gravy on the side, all the side dishes and desserts that her son loved.
As she was preparing the food, Liz entered the kitchen with her phone in her hand and started looking around. At that moment, she made a face as though she smelled something terrible, but Kate, already sweating away, decided to ignore her and didn’t say a word.
Sadly, things turned for the worse when Liz suddenly exclaimed, “Hey, Kate, maybe we should order food. Not everyone wants what you’ve cooked. I don’t know if everyone enjoys your cooking, either. Every aspect of Christmas is supposed to be enjoyed by everyone. They should enjoy the food, too!”
As expected, Kate was shocked by her daughter-in-law’s harsh words.
“I saw John leaning against the archway, nibbling on a carrot. He altogether avoided my gaze, looking over me and out the window across the room. I held back my tears and bit my lip,” she wrote in her post.
As most of the guests arrived and sat on the table, it seemed like they all enjoyed the food Kate prepared for the night.
At one moment, John asked, “The food’s great, right? Everyone’s enjoying it?”
John’s uncle helped himself to another serving of roasted potatoes and asked, “Why wouldn’t we enjoy my sister’s food?”
“Because Liz said that the dinner might be ruined by Mom’s dishes. She wanted us to order in,” John explained.
“Nonsense!” Kate’s brother said as he dipped his potatoes into the gravy.
Hearing this, John looked at his mom and smiled. Kate then realized that her son didn’t react before because he was waiting for the right moment to teach his wife a lesson.
Liz turned red as everyone starred at her and Kate admitted that she even felt bad for her because it was her first Christmas with the family.
Later on, while packing the dishwasher and emptying dishes of food, Liz approached Kate.
“Kate, I’m sorry,” she said. “I was so wrong to do what I did. I am sorry, please understand.”
“Understand what?” Kate asked her.
“I only said that because John loves your food. He always talks about how you make all these special things for him. I can’t make a basic mac and cheese without him saying yours is better. I looked at the food, smelt all the delicious smells from this kitchen, and panicked.”
“Liz, you should know that a boy and his mother’s food is a relationship in and of itself,” Kate said with a laughter as she tried to diffuse the tension. “I can teach you how to cook just like me. My mother taught me everything I know.”
“Really?” Liz asked. “Even after I’ve been so horrible?”
“Yes,” Kate replied.
Thankfully, Kate understood that Liz’s intention wasn’t a nasty one, she simply felt threatened by her mother-in-law, but she soon learned it was for no reason.
Kate then took Liz to the Christmas tree and handed her the present she bough for her.
My little son kept saying a ghost followed him. What I discovered next changed our lives
Lately, our little boy Hudson has changed. He used to be a bundle of joy, always laughing and playing, but now, he’s been crying non-stop, scared of everything, and even started to stutter. He kept saying a ghost was following him at home. It really freaked me out, so I wanted to take his mind off those spooky thoughts.
A Frightening Encounter
Last weekend, we went to the children’s room and then out for some ice cream at a local cafe. I was sitting there with Hudson when suddenly, he turned pale upon seeing one of the waitresses. He started shaking and crying, and I was just terrified for him.
“Baby, what’s wrong?” I asked, trying to calm him.
“It’s a ghost…Dad told me,” he whispered, clutching my hand tightly.
“There are no ghosts, baby…”
“This one is real! I saw her in our house a few days ago, but Dad said he’d protect me and…,” Hudson trailed off, his eyes wide with fear.
Unraveling the Mystery
The mention of his father sent chills down my spine. Hudson’s father and I had separated a year ago, and he had visitation rights every weekend. But what could he possibly have told Hudson to make him this terrified? Determined to get to the bottom of this, I decided to have a talk with my ex-husband, James.
When I confronted James, he seemed genuinely surprised and concerned about Hudson’s behavior. “I have no idea what he’s talking about,” he insisted. “I’ve never mentioned any ghosts to him.”
But Hudson’s fear was real, and I knew something was terribly wrong. I decided to investigate further, starting with the waitress at the cafe. Her name was Emily, and she looked about my age, with a kind but sad expression.
“I’m sorry to bother you, but my son seems to be really scared of you. Do you know why that might be?” I asked her.
Emily looked shocked. “I’ve never seen your son before today,” she said, her eyes widening. “I can’t imagine why he’d be afraid of me.”
Dark Revelations
Determined to protect Hudson, I started to dig into James’s past. I discovered that Emily had been a close friend of his in college. They had lost touch over the years, but there was something more sinister in their past. Emily had been involved in a tragic accident that left her in a coma for months. When she woke up, she claimed to have seen spirits and was shunned by many, including James.
“Do you think it’s possible that Hudson might be sensing something…supernatural?” I asked hesitantly.
Emily sighed. “I don’t know. But if he’s seeing something, it might be related to that accident. I never meant to scare him.”
Just then, Hudson’s voice piped up from behind me. “Mommy, she’s the ghost I saw in our house.”
Emily and I exchanged horrified looks. “Hudson, what do you mean?” I asked, my heart pounding.
He explained in his little voice, “I saw her in the living room. She was crying and told me she was sorry.”
Emily’s face went white. “That sounds like me. I used to visit James at his place sometimes. Maybe…I left some part of me there.”
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