I Came Home From Work to Find Six of My Husband’s Relatives Waiting for Dinner

for Marcus, functionally the same thing.

I ate the pasta. It was good. I told him so. We watched something on television. We went to bed, and lay in the dark like two people who have run out of sentences, which is its own kind of answer.

I did not go to the Saturday family dinner. I told Marcus Friday evening that I was going to pass, that I had some continue reading …