His Budget Had a Favorite

Summary

The day our daughter got into a top college, my husband, Henry Kushner, handed her five $50 bills.

"That's your monthly allowance."

I stared at him. "She needs clothes. Makeup. How is $250 a month supposed to cover all that?"

Henry frowned. "She's your daughter too. And when I was in college, $250 was more than enough."

Ashley looked down at the cash, eyes red.

My chest tightened.

I turned away and pulled out my phone, ready to send her the money I'd secretly saved for a laptop.

Then Henry's phone rang.

He jumped up and headed straight for the balcony.