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

I asked whether he had arranged for anyone to help me.

His mother?

Bethany?

A sitter for even one afternoon?

Trevor shook his head.

“You manage them every day.”

“Not alone for four days.”

He checked his phone. A horn sounded outside.

Then I asked the question I think changed our marriage.

“If I call tomorrow and tell you I haven’t slept and I can’t manage both continue reading …