My Husband Called Me Unremarkable, Then Learned Hi…

now, like she was afraid to ask but needed to anyway.

“Do you hate us for what we said? For how we talked about you?”

“No,” I said, surprising myself with the honesty of it. “I don’t hate you. I just don’t think about you at all anymore.”

That seemed to land harder than hatred would have.

“I have to go,” I said. “It’s late or early, whatever this is.”

“Just… continue reading …