Farewell to My Shameless In-laws

Just a month after we settled into our new place, things got wild when my husband's great-uncle and his family of seven suddenly moved in. "Tyler, you always wanted Liam to be your son, right?" "Your house is nice enough. We can manage here. Why don't you just sign it over to Liam? He's young and hasn't lived away from home. We'll all be here to help him out!" I flat-out refused and told them to pack up, but their nerve was something else. "Tyler, letting Liam be your son would really help you out. If you don't even have a kid, you'll be bombarded with mockery!" "Honestly, I wouldn't let anyone else have my grandson either! You guys are really pushing it!" My husband, trying to keep the peace, kept saying I should just tolerate them while he figured it out. But I just smiled, ready to throw down. "If you want my house, you're all going to grovel, every last one of you!"