years of our marriage.
Still, I didn’t want to ruin the evening.
So I agreed.
I had no idea that before the night ended, I would discover that Leo and his mother had already made plans involving my home.
Plans nobody had bothered to discuss with me.
Our financial problems had started three years earlier when Leo’s entire department was eliminated.
One day he had a stable job.
The next, he was unemployed.
At first, we believed he would find another position quickly.
Weeks became months.
Applications disappeared into silence.
