My husband came home from work beaming, said he’d been promoted, and then immediately announced that he now needed a wife who matched his status — and I didn’t.
My husband was standing in the entryway. His tie was loosened. His face was red from the cold. Or from that talk with his boss. I don’t know. “I got promoted!” I turned from the stove. The pasta was boiling. Foam crept up the edge of the pot. I should’ve turned it off. But I … Read more