your father’s sixtieth.”
“Paid from Amanda’s transfer?”
“It came from the household account.”
Dad looked up.
“We couldn’t afford Cabo.”
My mother snapped, “You enjoyed it.”
There it was.
The whole marriage in two words.
He shut his mouth.
I leaned against the counter because standing still was getting hard. My stitches pulled. My head throbbed behind my right continue reading …