I’m coming.”
She showed up with a bag of groceries, a box of prenatal vitamins, and a look on her face like she was ready to key somebody’s car. She didn’t ask me if I cheated. She didn’t ask me anything. She just started making dinner while I sat at the kitchen table and cried into a paper towel.
“He took the good bath towels,” I said.
“Of course he continue reading …
