THE SISTER-IN-LAW SHOWDOWN

It all kicked off at Aunt Mildred's annual potluck. We were already gathered there, pretending to be civil, when my sister-in-law, Brenda, decided to make a comment about my shoes. That was it. The peace treaty shattered like a cheap vase at a retirement party. We went at each other's throats in the most legendary sister-in-law copyright this side