He flicked on the overhead lights and hopped over to the sink. He pried out the glass and used a cloth to bathe his foot. After rinsing the cloth, he wrapped it around his foot in a makeshift bandage and then looked under the sink for the dustpan and brush. He swept up the glass and wiped down the cabinets that were coated in wine. She must have thrown the glass before he came into the laundry because he hadn’t heard it smash.

Heather was unstable, and she had little care for her ...