“Why Is the Card Declined?” My Husband Yelled. That Was Only the First Domino
“And where have you been wandering until this hour?”
Gloria stood in the kitchen doorway, arms crossed, lips pressed thin. Her posture alone carried accusation.
“Good evening, Gloria,” Lily said evenly. “I stayed late at work. Tomorrow’s presentation is important.”
“Presentation, presentation,” Gloria scoffed. “Always work. Meanwhile your husband is sitting here hungry.”
“I left lunch in the fridge,” Lily replied quietly, stepping into the kitchen. Dirty plates were stacked in the sink, crusted with dried food. Evidence that Alex had eaten just fine.
Gloria sighed dramatically. “Do you want stewed cabbage? I cooked today. Though no one ever appreciates it.”
“I’m not hungry, thank you,” Lily said, rolling up her sleeves and turning on the faucet. If she did not wash the dishes now, they would still be here in the morning.
