It is a different and harder thing to realize that the man was never short of anything at all, except the willingness to spend it on you.

Chapter 12 — The Emergency Fund

I did not sleep that night — not because I was mourning my marriage, but because I kept replaying every time Brandon had told me money was tight, and every time I had answered by cutting back on Toby’s clothes, working later hours, draining my own savings to meet his family’s demands, while he spent twelve thousand dollars hitting a small white ball into a distant hole.

At seven in the morning I called my mother.