I Came Home Two Days Early and Found My Wife Sneaking Through the Servants’ Entrance—Then I Learned Who Had Taken Over Her House
A desk.
No cot.
No boxes.
No folding table.
When it was finished, Mariana put one object on the shelf.
The anniversary coat.
The same one I had found draped over the folding table that first night.
“Why keep it here?” I asked.