The girls were thrilled to stay at their aunt’s house for a while, and they thought of it like a mini-vacation. They didn’t know the truth, and I didn’t have the heart to explain everything to them. A short while later, Juliet came over to watch them for me while I went back over to hash things out with Tom. “You stayed with me because it was easy. You got comfortable, and you hate change, but we both know whatever we had died a long time ago,” I said. “Why would you even want me to stick around? So I can be a nanny, a cook, a housewife, a friend? Do you just want a roommate to pal around with? Am I just here to cover half the bills, since we both know that mortgage would sink you on your own? Tell me, Tom, why I’m really here. I’ve got plenty of reasons to leave, but I can’t think of one reason to stay.” “Morgan, you know much I care about you. Please think about what you’re doing, and reconsider.
