Sam sat at the dinner table when Melissa returned late from another long day at work.
“Wow,” said Melissa. “Caught you here twice in two weeks. You know, if you move that junk you could eat a meal there.”
“Yeah, I don't know if I'd eat here, but I like getting work done.”
Melissa pointed at Sam's golden notebook. “Still working with the guy from the diner? How's that going?” she said walking over to the fridge.
“Really well. This guy's opening my eyes to a lot of things I'm doing wrong. I haven't been a great leader at work … actually, I've been a lousy one.”
“Well,” said Melissa scanning the fridge for something edible, “that's what he's supposed to be doing, right?”
“Yeah,” replied Sam, “but that's not the only reason I'm bummed. He's taught me I've been a lousy husband, too.”
That got Melissa's attention. “Do you have something to tell me?”
“I'll start with, ‘I'm sorry,'” answered Sam.
“Sorry for what?”
“Sorry for where our relationship's gone,” answered Sam. “I mean, look at us. We're like two people passing for a few moments a day. We haven't spent much time together and with the holidays coming, it's my reminder we don't celebrate as a couple.”
Melissa was stunned. Maybe it was the stress or fatigue from another long day, but she got aggressive.
“Look,” she started, “don't blame this all on me. I have long hours, but you aren't Mr. Homemaker, either. Hell, this is the second time I'm talking to you in a week beside texts, and you're not good at those anymore!” ...
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