The One-Hundredth Time
Language: en
On every wedding anniversary, my husband, Christopher Kane, brings home a woman he picked up from the streets, claiming it's for me to "train." On our tenth anniversary, Christopher brought home a cocktail waitress from a cheap club, dressed in a skimpy bunny suit. "She doesn't have a gown. Give her your wedding dress. And that set of jewelry I gave you last time, give her that too. As for shoes... the ones on your feet look fine." "Oh, right. She's young and inexperienced. Teach her well, especially about... bedroom matters." Everyone waited for me to become a joke again. Instead, I…