An Inappropriate Romance
With our teenage girls less demanding on her time, Reb began working in a nursing home. The fact that she worked a permanent afternoon shift worked out well. The kids went to and from school by bus. Reb leaving for work after lunch. I fed the kids their evening meal, making sure they did their homework. Reb returning home at eleven. Life really was good. After four years of this life, I began to tire of continually hearing about the sickness she had to cope with. I'd been supportive for...