My Husband Left Our Seven Sons for My Sister—Then Our Eldest Sent His Wedding a Box With One Promise at the Bottom
It was part of our family history, not the calculation used to feed the children.
Marjorie asked what I intended to do with the original.
“I don’t know yet.”
“That is an answer.”
I did know what not to do.
I would not put it on the wall as a lesson for the boys.
I would not take it out every time Daniel missed an arrangement and ask the younger ones to compare his promises with the calendar.
They had already heard enough of that work.