When my husband asked me to hide our wedding photos before his mom visited, I thought he was being overly protective of her feelings. But one innocent question from her made me realize Everett had been hiding far more than our photographs.
My husband, Everett, and I had been married for two years when he suddenly asked me to take down every wedding photo in our house.
“Why?” I asked.
“My mother’s coming on Saturday. I’d rather she didn’t see them.”
I stared at him.
“Everett, they’re our wedding photos!”
“Mom still has a lot of issues with marriage after what happened between her and Dad. We’re finally speaking again, and I don’t want to upset her.”
I’d never met his mother, Beatrice. She lived in another state, and Everett had always told me they’d stopped speaking after a terrible family argument years ago.
