Sigggghhhhh...
My wife walked into the kitchen as I sat at the table, face inches from the screen.
"What are you doing," she asks, in a deceptively neutral tone.
I respond, "scouring the internet for great deals on airplanes." I was hoping to find a great deal for a Corsair on ebay.
"We have bills to pay this week," her voice dropping to a more stern tone. She stressed the word, "bills" as if I was a child who just asked to go out and play in the snow in lieu of completing my homework.
Being quick on my feet I offer up an infallible argument. "But I can find a REALLY good deal. I may be able to get something for half the price!" How can she resist a good deal?
The words that then spewed forth from her mouth sent an icy chill down my spine. Words so incomprehensibly callous that I am forced to question, after nearly 17 years of marriage and two kids, whether I even know this woman. Those words... I can barely type them. "You don't NEED more airplanes."