My mother-in-law pointed at the door during New Year’s dinner and snapped, **“If you don’t like my rules, get out!”** – Welcome

“Uh-huh?”

I tried to sound calm, although anxiety was already tightening my chest.

“You always say you’re tired, and I get it. Taking care of the kids and all. It’s a lot. So, I was thinking, maybe we should open up our relationship.”

I blinked.

Then blinked again.

“Come again?”

Dave leaned forward with a strange enthusiasm.

“Yeah, you know, if I go out and continue reading …