Throughout history, men have broken women’s hearts in a particular way. They love them or half-love them and then grow weary and spend weeks and months extricating themselves soundlessly, pulling their tails back into their doorways, drying themselves off, and never calling again. Meanwhile, women wait. The more

She was also capable of that, which made the fact that she didn’t do it at home harder to stomach.

“It’s only a few hours, honey. We just can’t take any risks with the restaurant now that you’re not working.” If he says the words “now that you’re not working” one more time, I swear I am going to walk into traffic.