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

dinner for myself. I did not rush. I did not make extra. I played music low and opened the bottle of Sauvignon Blanc I had been saving for no real reason except that I used to save nice things for company. I set one place at the kitchen table. One plate. One fork. One glass. The stove was warm because I wanted it warm.

The same kitchen where eleven continue reading …