On Our Wedding Night, My Father-In-Law Insisted I Lie Between Him And My Husband “For Good Luck With A Son” — And At Three A.M., A Terrible Itching Jerked Me Awake

But the doorknob clicked.

And before I could turn around, the door swung open.

My father-in-law stepped inside, carrying a pillow tucked under one arm and a rolled-up blanket under the other. He looked completely calm. Too calm.

“Move over,” he said casually. “Tonight I’ll sleep with you two.”

My breath caught in my chest.
I looked at my husband for an explanation, but he didn’t look shocked — he looked… prepared.