That was it, the moment everything was decided between us. Almost twenty years of marriage, two kids, a ridiculous house. My whole life. His whole life. Turning on a small lie. Barely even a lie. Mike said nothing. I was asking so much that I should have felt sick and shaky, but I didn’t at all. I felt strong. ‘I’ll talk to Cal,’ he said. ‘I guess it would be good to split the rent.’
