My husband said he was tired of “supporting” me… so i labeled everything i paid for MY HUSBAND INVITED HIS ENTIRE FAMILY FOR SATURDAY DINNER AFTER TELLING ME HE WAS TIRED OF “SUPPORTING ME LIKE A QUEEN” — SO I LABELED EVERYTHING I PAID FOR AND LEFT THE KITCHEN DARK
“Nine thousand…”
“Just on Saturday meals,” I said. “That does not include birthdays, school supplies, toys, backpacks, gas to pick up your kids, medication runs, emergency gifts, holiday meals, or the loans that were never paid back.”
Victoria let out a furious laugh.
“Oh, please. And now you’re going to say family owes you?”
“No. I’m going to say family should say thank you. Since that didn’t happen, now everyone pays their own share.”
David stepped toward me, lowering his voice.
“That’s enough.”
“No,” I said. “It’s just getting started.”
I went to the fridge and opened it.
The pink labels were still there.
But now there were more.
On the milk: Chloe.
On the ham: Chloe.
On the cheese: Chloe.
On the bread: Chloe.
On the baked beans: Chloe.
On the water pitcher: Chloe.
Even the butter had a neat pink label with my name across it, because if David wanted separate financial principles, I intended to honor them thoroughly.
Victoria put a hand to her chest.
