My Future Mother-in-Law Made Me Drink Obedience Soup, So I Taught Her a Lesson

The moment I stepped down from the wedding car, my mother-in-law, dressed in a bold red gown, thrust a bowl of murky black liquid in front of me.

"Kate, back in our hometown there's a rule. A new bride has to drink this obedience soup before she comes through the door. From now on you take your mother-in-law's guidance in all things, no talking back, no rolling your eyes."

"Only when you've finished this bowl are you truly a daughter-in-law who's married into our family."

That bowl of black soup.

The smell turned my stomach so violently I nearly threw up.