Frozen For Fifty Years

I spent three grueling years working overseas, but my wife thought I was just a broke laborer breaking his back for pocket change.

Behind my back, she gave birth to a son for my cousin, a guy who flaunted a Maybach.

On the day of the baby’s first birthday bash, my parents hired dozens of private security guards just to keep me from crashing the venue.

"If that loser dares to show his face today and ruin this, I’m cutting him out of my life forever!" my father bellowed.

Yet, throughout the entire extravagant celebration, I never showed up.

My wife, Linda, smugly called me afterward.