THE MORE successful Wally became at the factory, the more pressure he put on Nicky to act more like a traditional wife. Every woman he’d ever loved had been needy in some way, with more bills and children than she knew how to handle. Wally had galloped in, a knight on a white horse. Where other men saw gold diggers, Wally saw damsels in distress. In self-reflective moments, he admitted that he felt more secure with women like that. They wouldn’t leave him. They couldn’t afford to.
