where you have to force me to listen.”
“That would help.”
He gave a small smile.
Then his expression became serious again.
“I need to talk to my mom too.”
“Yes.”
“I need to be the one who does it.”
“Yes.”
“I’ve let her become a problem in our marriage because confronting her makes me uncomfortable.”
I looked at him.
“And I’ve been choosing my comfort over your reality.”
He paused.
“That’s what I’ve been doing.”
Every time he said:
She means well.
Every time he ignored something Sylvia said.
