A Marriage Money Can't Save

Summary

Adam Locke made it his mission to control our marital finances. Every time I needed money, he subjected me to an interrogation. All I was allowed was 300 dollars a month, no more, no less.

"Asking for money again?" Adam asked, shoving his ledger in my face. "You've already reached your withdrawal limit for this month!"

I stared at the ledger.

That 300-dollar budget was supposed to cover our children's medical bills, our daily household expenses, and even the money Adam owed restaurants or colleagues whenever he got drunk at one of his "business events."