I Left the “Nice Guy” After He Forgot Our Dog’s Lifeline

insult. You’re better. Translation: You do it.

I stepped onto the porch so Jenna wouldn’t have to witness me turning into a woman she’d have to hide the knives from.

“Mark,” I said, “Barnaby’s medication is not a ‘schedule.’ It’s a lifeline.”

He rubbed his forehead. “Okay. Okay. I get it now.”

“Do you?” I asked.

He nodded quickly. Too quickly. Like a kid continue reading …