I showed up to Christmas dinner limping, my foot locked in a cast. A few days earlier, my daughter-in-law had sh0ved me on purpose. As I stepped inside, my son let out a m0cking laugh: “My wife only taught you a lesson. You deserved it.” Then the doorbell rang. I smiled, stood up, and opened it. “Come in, Officer.” I arrived at Christmas dinner with a cast on my foot, a calm smile on my face, and a tiny voice recorder hidden in my pocket. Everyone froze the moment I walked into my own living roo