Let’s be honest with each other for once.

You’ve always made a fraction of what I make.”

I did not raise my voice.

I have my mother-in-law to thank for that, and a cab ride on Route 9.

“In 2016 we sat at that table,” I said, “and we ran the numbers on daycare, and we agreed that I would leave a job that paid forty-one thousand dollars, because after childcare it netted us about six.

Do you remember what you said to me?”