{"id":62001,"date":"2025-05-31T15:28:19","date_gmt":"2025-05-31T15:28:19","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/pulsperry.com\/?p=62001"},"modified":"2025-05-31T15:28:20","modified_gmt":"2025-05-31T15:28:20","slug":"invited-to-my-dads","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/pulsperry.com\/?p=62001","title":{"rendered":"Invited to My Dad\u2019s"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-full\"><img fetchpriority=\"high\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"524\" height=\"503\" src=\"https:\/\/pulsperry.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/image-918.png\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-62002\" srcset=\"https:\/\/pulsperry.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/image-918.png 524w, https:\/\/pulsperry.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/image-918-300x288.png 300w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 524px) 100vw, 524px\" \/><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p>When Dad invited my brother Owen and me to his wedding with the woman he cheated on Mom with, I was dreading it. Owen refused to go at first, but family pressured him to \u201cbe the bigger person.\u201d What they didn\u2019t know was Owen had a quiet plan brewing. I wasn\u2019t sure if I should stop him, but after everything, I didn\u2019t want to. Dad\u2019s betrayal shattered our family. Mom cried for months, and Owen\u2019s innocence slowly faded. On the wedding day, Owen acted calm and polite, even helping Dana hang her jacket. But that jacket held a secret\u2014Owen had slipped itching powder inside, waiting for the perfect moment. During the ceremony, Dana suddenly broke out in a terrible allergic reaction. She scratched and fidgeted, then fled the ceremony embarrassed and humiliated. Dad was clueless, but I knew what had happened\u2014and stayed silent. The guests were confused, and the beautiful day turned awkward and tense. Later, Owen said he just wanted Dana to feel a little powerless, like Mom had felt after the betrayal. Dad\u2019s furious and won\u2019t talk to us. Some call us cruel, but after all the pain, I\u2019m not sorry for letting Owen have his moment of justice. Sometimes justice isn\u2019t pretty, but it\u2019s real<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/pulsperry.com\/?p=61956\">also read&#8230;<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>When Dad invited my brother Owen and me to his wedding with the woman he cheated on Mom with, I was dreading it. Owen refused to go&#8230; <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":62002,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"aioseo_notices":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/pulsperry.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/62001"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/pulsperry.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/pulsperry.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pulsperry.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pulsperry.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=62001"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/pulsperry.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/62001\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":62003,"href":"https:\/\/pulsperry.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/62001\/revisions\/62003"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pulsperry.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/62002"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/pulsperry.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=62001"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pulsperry.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=62001"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pulsperry.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=62001"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}