Twenty-six years ago~

“What did you say?” I asked, staring at my husband of five years. He’d awakened me when he arrived home early in the morning, apprehensive and nervous to tell me his news.

As I worked to still the shaking of my hands, I realized his anxiety was contagious.

“Becky, I don’t know how to say it...other than to say it. He made me an offer. I’m not sure there’s an option B.”

I stood, walking warily away from the ...