My Husband Demanded I Apologize to His Daughter, So I Walked Out of My Own House
You don’t need to worry about it tonight.”
He stepped back and waited for me to get up from the black leather chair.
“The bill is sitting right here,” I said.
“Just type in the new password so I can finish.”
“I generated a random sixteen-character string,” Daniel said.
“I don’t have it memorized yet.
It’s saved on my work laptop in the car.”
I stood up and left the paper gas bill sitting next to the plastic keyboard.