The Man Who Entered Our Bedroom at 1:13 Every Night

hated them.

“In May you told me you had bronchitis.”

“I know.”

“In June you said those appointments were for your migraines.”

“I know.”

“In July – “

“I know what I said.”

That had some steel in it. A flash of the old Karen. The one who didn’t cry in arguments and didn’t back down because my voice got big.

Then it vanished.

Pete taped the line in place. “You continue reading …