“Our emergency account?”
“Some.”
“Some?”
He did not answer.
I walked inside.
“Laura.”
I ignored him.
Sophie was standing beside the toaster with her backpack on.
“Mom, I found the purple one.”
“Great.”
She smiled.
Then she saw my face.
“Are you mad?”
“Not at you.”
Ben came in behind me.
I grabbed my laptop from the counter.
“Can we not do this in front of her?”
I looked at him.
That was the first thing he had said that morning that I agreed with.
I got Sophie into the car.
Ben drove her to school because I no longer trusted myself behind the wheel.
At 7:42, he came back.
I was sitting at the kitchen table with our bank account open.
The emergency savings were nearly empty.
We had had $24,600.
There was $3,114 left.
I turned the laptop toward him.
Przeczytaj więcej, klikając przycisk ( DALEJ »» ) poniżej!
