He Tiptoes In An Empty House
Language: en
At two in the morning, the living room downstairs erupted again with my husband’s booming laughter as he played online games with his friends. I suffer from severe nervous exhaustion, and waking up abruptly like this always leaves me with a splitting headache. Clutching my temples, I threw a cardigan over my shoulders and walked downstairs to ask him to keep it down. Gary just waved me off impatiently, calling me dramatic before turning right back to his microphone to shout at his teammates. But the very next morning, Lindsay—his college junior who was temporarily crashing at our…