They Went on a Holiday Cruise and Left Me With a Man They Called a “Problem”

felt crowded. David carried the suitcase toward the guest room. Clara hurried to the kitchen with a grocery bag she hadn’t been asked to bring, listing its contents as she walked.

“His herbal tea, and the cereal he likes, and some low-sodium soup, and…”

“Clara,” I interrupted gently. “My pantry is not a nutritional wasteland. We’ll manage.”

She flushed.continue reading …