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

to cover a few hours of someone’s time each week.

When is she coming, I asked.

Marcus shrugged, already checking his phone. You arrange it, he said. I don’t care who it is as long as Mom is handled.

Handled. As though she were a piece of furniture that needed moving, not a woman who had raised him, who had rocked him through fevers and driven him to school continue reading …