I never would've guessed that my second-anniversary present would be getting locked inside during an earthquake by my husband.
The earthquake danger had passed by the time my parents rushed over.
The news confirmed it wasn't a big one.
I managed to calm my anxious parents down.
Rob came back.
My parents' dog immediately took a hostile stance towards him.
Strangely, my dog had never liked Rob, and I had to leave it in my parents' care.
Rob looked shifty when he saw us.
I could see the disappointment in his eyes.
"You were at home? I was looking all over for you downstairs," he lied poorly.
My mom slapped him.
"Why did you lock our daughter in?" she demanded.
Rob whined, "I didn't! I thought she'd gone out."
I almost believed him, if not for his earlier nasty look and the insurance papers in his hand.
My dad snatched the papers. "What's this? You had time to grab useless stuff but not save my daughter?"
He tore them up. Rob's fake crying turned real.
That was a million dollars. He forgot he could get replacements.
My parents took turns berating Rob. They wanted me to divorce him or even press charges for attempted murder.