“I made a mistake,” he said after a moment.

“I was scared about money and work.

I’m sorry I didn’t take Sadie in sooner.

Can’t we sit down like adults?”

For a moment, I wanted to open the door.

Not because I believed him, exactly, but because I wanted the world to rewind to a place where the man I married could have made an ordinary mistake and learned from it.

Then he added, “But you had no right to involve strangers.