She stormed into the house, Wes trailing behind her lik

se onto the couch. "You're throwing a tantrum bec

e joke, Jenny," I

m down. Ethan, honey, what's this all about? You know how muc

he condescension was so

my wife, Wes," I said,

my rock. And if you must know, he's the reason I

nce, as if she were announci

sked, though I already knew the a

ining a simple concept to a slow child. "They've been pressuring him. So, as his best friend, his loyal

xpecting me to appl

s child," I stated,

d selfish that you can't support my act of kindness? This is who

beautiful thing, really. A

logic, the shameless gaslighting. It was breathtaking in i

ong it felt like a physical force. It cleansed me

ike ice. "And I'm selling the house. You h