The 7:00 PM Pill: When “Nice” Isn’t Enough to Stay Married

clenched his jaw. “That’s not fair.”

“No,” I said. “What’s not fair is watching someone convulse while you nap.”

Dave’s eyes flashed. “I didn’t watch him.”

“You were ten feet away,” I said. “That counts.”

His voice rose. “I fell asleep! I was tired!”

I nodded slowly. “Me too.”

He froze.

Because that’s the part men don’t expect: the mirror.

I watched him in continue reading …