Higher salary.
More responsibility.
Mike froze.
“Sarah?”
John looked
at him.
“Yes, Mike. Sarah.”
For the first time that evening, Mike looked at me for a long time.
Only minutes earlier, I had been nothing more than his housekeeper.
Now he suddenly seemed to remember that I was a person with a life of my own.
I got home after midnight.
Mike came back about an hour later.
He walked into the kitchen and stood there silently for a long time.
“Sarah, we need to talk.”
I took off my wedding ring and placed it on the table.
His
