My Husband Told Me to Pay for My Own Food So I Left His Birthday Table Empty

Caesar salad from the deli. At home, I wrote my name on the lid in Sharpie and put it in the refrigerator beside two hard boiled eggs and a cup of Jell O. Then I put the green folder under my chair at the kitchen table and the blue folder in my work bag.

Ryan woke up happy, loose and easy, checking his phone for birthday messages, kissing my cheek. continue reading …