“Marriage means keeping financial decisions between husband and wife, not dragging the whole family out into the yard.”

“The yard is where my father works every day to keep this farm going,” I said.

I adjusted my silver wristwatch on my left arm, making sure the metal clasp sat flat against my skin.

Mark rubbed the back of his neck, his thumb pressing hard against the base of his skull.

“You know what I mean.

You blocked the secondary credit line while my mother was standing right at the registration desk just to make a scene and embarrass me.”

“I blocked the secondary access because eleven months of unauthorized card charges pushed the account to forty thousand dollars,” I said.