A Tangled Path

A Tangled Path

The door opened and my husband walked in, “Are you okay?”

“Sure. If making a mess of everything is okay.”

Pause. “What can I do?”

“Nothing. Just, whatever. I don’t know…I think this is worse than I thought. I need to actually go to the doctor. This can’t be okay.”

“Okay. Make an appointment, whatever you need.”