On the day of the college entrance exam, Jorja Smith, my son's homeroom teacher, calls to inform me

On the day of the college entrance exam, Jorja Smith, my son's homeroom teacher, calls to inform me that my son, Heath Hanson is absent. Heath doesn't return my calls or texts back. I look all over for him, only to come home and find him on the couch, eating fruits. When I ask Heath why, he sneers, "I just don't feel like going. You signed me up for six tutoring classes. My weekends are always full, and everything I do has to go according to your plan. I've had enough." I force myself to stay calm. "Finish the exam first. We'll talk things through after that." Heath throws the torn-up admission ticket in my face. "It's gone. I can't take the exam even if I want to." I black out as my old illness flares up, and I collapse. Heath glances at me, goes back inside his room, and slams the door shut. When I open my eyes again, I'm back to the day of Heath's college entrance exam. Jorja calls again, and I tell her, "Ms. Smith, he won't be taking the exam." I stood by the roadside, dazed, after the call ended. Then I stuffed my phone into my pocket and walked home. A blast of cool air greeted me the moment I walked into the house. Heath Hanson was lounging on the couch, a plate of chilled fruits in front of him as he stared at the TV. It was the first day of the college entrance exam, and while other people's children were curiously writing away in the exam hall, my son was at home eating fruits. Heath visibly paused when he saw me. He looked surprised, as if he hadn't expected me back this early.#revenge #redditstories #redditreadings #revengestory #reddit_tiktok #askredditstories #relationship #revengereturns #reddit #drama