I Left a “Good Man” When I Realized I Was His Life Manager

appointment.

He told me like he was handing me a bouquet.

“I made an appointment,” he said. “Thursday at 5.”

I stared at him. “With who?”

He blinked. “A counselor.”

“Yes,” I said. “Which one?”

He hesitated, then held up his phone. “I don’t know. Some place.”

“Where is it?” I asked.

He frowned. “Sarah, can you just—”

I raised my hand.

“No,” I said calmly. “You continue reading …