I Went to Surprise My Husband at Work—His Colleague Looked at Me With Tears and Asked, “He Hasn’t Told You Anything, Has He?”
“Just tired, Claire.”
He kissed my forehead.
“Go back to sleep.”
So I did.
And like a fool, I kept telling myself that love sometimes meant not asking another exhausted person for more.
Then came Tuesday.
I watched him leave wearing his white shirt, dark coat, and Saint Jude Medical Center badge.
An hour later, I packed his favorite sandwich.