“You’re nothing to me,” her husband said. I had no idea that the next day she’d show up at my office… asking for a job.
The living room was dark, and Linda sat on the edge of the couch. From the other side of the wall, she could hear the washing machine humming softly. Like many nights over the past two years, this one seemed to drag on endlessly. David wasn’t in any hurry to come home. She was sure…