I Billed Him For My Love

Summary

I spent forty-one years in an “AA” marriage with my wife.

I earned $4.12 million a year; she made three thousand a month.

I never saw a problem with it. In fact, I was proud of my “fairness.”

The day she turned sixty-four and retired, I finally announced, with a flourish of condescension, “The AA is over. You can be a full-time daughter-in-law now.”

She smiled. The light in her eyes was utterly unfamiliar to me.

“We AA-ed for a lifetime,” she said. “Let’s see it through to the end. Let’s have an AA divorce.”