My Husband Paid A Caregiver Every Monday Not Knowing The Caregiver Was His Own Wife

to the house carrying a cheap bouquet of flowers, standing on the porch like a man auditioning for a role he hadn’t bothered to fully learn the lines for.

Lena, he said, I let Janice get in my head.

I looked at him through the half open door, not inviting him further inside. Janice didn’t make you call me a maid, I said. She didn’t make you ignore your continue reading …