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“We haven’t had much of an opportunity to spend time together lately,” I told him.
“I’ll be here all weekend,” he reasoned. “And I’m happy to try anything you bake. You know that, baby.”
Baby.
I used to love when Tom would call me that. It always made my belly flip. But lately, I’d been feeling like he only ever said it when he was trying to avoid a conflict.
The worst part about it was that it worked.
Nodding, I said, “Right. I’ve got to get the rest of the groceries.”
He smiled at me. “Okay.”
I didn’t immediately walk away, but my husband couldn’t redirect his attention back to the television fast enough.
It was like nothing that was important to me mattered to him. Hell, I was wondering why it seemed thatIdidn’t matter to him. He’d been so caught up in his game that he hadn’t even been concerned about me getting home safely.
Not a call.
Not a text.
Nothing.
And the minute I walked in the door and let him know that there were more bags in the car, all he could do was ask me to bring him a beer.
He didn’t even get up off the couch to kiss me.
I wanted to chalk it up to timing. He’d been working really hard lately, and he’d been under a fair amount of stress at work. I thought he deserved a bit of grace and understanding when it came to him wanting to have some time to relax, recharge, and do something that made him happy.
But he wasn’t the least bit interested in spending any of that time with me. Shouldn’t the two of us spending some time together make him happy?
I let out a sigh.
No matter how many different ways I tried to spin it, nothing made me feel better about it.
The truth was, this wasn’t the first time it had happened, and sadly, I had a feeling it wouldn’t be the last, either.
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One of these days, I would learn.
One day, I’d not wait until the last minute and put myself in this position.
One day, I wouldn’t have to fear for my safety because I decided to run out at the last minute to get some groceries.
Today was not that day.
In a dream world, I wouldn’t even be the one running out—at least not by myself—to get any of this. In my perfect world, I’d have at least had someone with me.
Unfortunately, this was real life, and it was far from perfect.
I was driving in the snow again.
I’d desperately needed to run out for a few things, since there was another storm coming, and I wanted to be prepared, so I wouldn’t have to worry about running out again while it was so bad outside.
The roads in Cottonwood were already not the best, and of course, the storm had started before I’d even managed to get out of the store.
When my cabin finally came into view, I let out a sigh of relief.
