From the very first meeting, I realized that this girl wasn’t ready for married life. It wasn’t about her age, as she was 24. The problem was her lack of responsibility. But my son doesn’t seem to understand this – writes Linda. When he brought her to meet us, Emily was more interested in her phone than in getting to know us
My parents still live in the small town where I grew up. I visit them occasionally. One day, I had to take my husband, Kyle, with me. He fell in love with the rural life, much to my dismay, as his whimsical desires began to disrupt our urban lifestyle.
Roy had already left for work. I lay in the warm bed for another half hour. Then, with a tremendous effort of will, I forced myself to get up. Slowly, I walked through Roy’s apartment.
Some husbands are overtly tyrannical, shouting or becoming clingy at the drop of a hat. Others may be drunks or failures who contribute nothing to the household, yet demand nothing in return from their wives. Both scenarios are nightmares for any woman. However, my situation is different; I am married to a modern, stylish, and intelligent miser who nearly considers himself a saint
“Like many women, Grace dreamed of a strong, happy family life. Married to Stephen for eight years, she has played her marital role perfectly, always supporting her husband who is the main breadwinner. But Grace is determined not to remain the unseen laborer in her own home forever.”
Bruce sat on a park bench, munching on a day-old bagel. Its edges were nearly as hard as stone, a clear sign it was yesterday’s unsold stock. But a hungry man isn’t choosy. He savored the taste of the cream cheese and pondered over life. The local pigeons watched him unblinkingly, ready to swoop in at any chance of a crumb
