A Solo Honeymoon Without You
Language: en
As we were packing our bags for our delayed honeymoon, my wife announced she was changing the destination to Bali—the one place my younger brother, Brett, had been obsessing over for months. I froze, watching the silent, practiced exchange of looks between Cherry and our daughter. "If Daddy has an objection," Phoebe said in her light, singsong voice, "we can put it to a vote." A vote. That was always their solution whenever Brett and I wanted different things. A democratic performance of fairness where the outcome was rigged before the ballots were cast. On my thirtieth birthday, I booked…