My Husband Said His Family Was His Problem, So I Let It Be

one of the neighbor kids was bouncing a basketball in the driveway. Thump. Thump. Thump. Just steady enough to get on your nerves.

Daniel rubbed the back of his neck.

“So what, now you’re punishing my family?”

“No. I’m funding mine.”

He gave a short laugh, but there wasn’t any humor in it.

“Come on. You know my mom can’t make that mortgage on her own.”

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