The Co-op

by Tarah DeWitt

My home, my girl, my pain in the ass, my world. That fucking force of nature. I want her on my side, that formidable, fierce woman.

“Because that’s my wife.”

“Tell me why,” I beg, my voice cracking, desperate to cut right to the bottom of this.

I want you to stop because I want you for me,

“I want you for me,” he says again. “I want your smiles for me, the ones that I’ve worked so goddamn hard for and that come so much easier for everyone else.