suitcase shut.
“And sometimes you make me smaller than I should have to be.”
Richard went quiet.
Susan carefully placed a framed photograph of her father between two sweaters.
“What happens tomorrow?” he asked.
“Tomorrow I’m meeting with an attorney.”
Richard’s entire posture changed.
“An attorney? Why?”
“To understand my options regarding this house and our marriage.”
“Susan, we’ve been married five years.”
“I know exactly how long we’ve been married.”
“And you’re willing to destroy five years because Mom switched off the air-conditioning?”
Susan lifted her purse.
“One thermostat
