I looked at the woman I’d once imagined growing old beside me.
Then I looked at my brother.
“Which one of us did you say that to this morning?”
She burst into tears.
Kai’s expression changed.
“That’s enough.”
“No,” I said. “It isn’t.”
I opened the front door wider.
“Go home. Both of you.”
Molly stood motionless.
“Can we talk tomorrow?”
“I’ll contact you about collecting your things.”
Kai shook his head.
“You’re really throwing away your marriage over one mistake?”
I looked at him.
“One mistake is forgetting to buy milk. You two made a series of decisions.”
Neither moved.
So I said the words I’d spent my entire life avoiding.
“Get out.”
They left.
I closed the door and stood in the hallway, listening until their car disappeared.
Then I sat on the bottom step and cried.
Not because I wanted Molly back.
Not because I wished Kai had chosen differently.