“I never said that,” I replied calmly. “I simply did not correct your assumption.”
Two days after Eleanor returned home I resumed my position at the company.
That evening Calvin prepared dinner and waited for me at the table. “I cannot ask for forgiveness,” he said quietly. “But I promise I will never make decisions for you again.”
I studied him carefully before answering. “If I ever hear the phrase your career can wait again,” I said calmly, “this marriage will truly end.”
He nodded slowly. “I understand.”
And for the first time in weeks I felt certain he had finally learned the lesson. Not through arguments. Not through anger. But through reality.
