My husband left me alone with our 6-month-old twins for a fishing trip with his friends — he came home smiling, but his smile vanished the moment he opened the door

talking about for months.

I thought he meant one night.

Then he told me four.

I actually laughed because I was certain I had misunderstood.

“You’re leaving me alone with two six-month-old babies for four days?”

“I need a break, Heather.”

I looked around the kitchen.

Sadie was chewing my shoulder through my shirt. June’s face was red from crying. The stove continue reading …