The Knocking Started Right After She Told Me He Was Mine

from her.

“Sit down.”

“I can do this.”

“I know. Sit down anyway.”

She looked like she wanted to fight me on principle. Then she sat.

I washed bottles badly. She corrected me from the couch twice.

Then three times.

By the fourth, I said, “Do you want to do this yourself?”

“No. I want you to stop putting the nipples on the drying rack upside down.”

I laughed.continue reading …