“Why Is the Card Declined?” My Husband Yelled—That Was Only the First Domino

feeding Cheryl her morning oatmeal and avoiding eye contact.

“Give me the card,” Gloria demanded, holding out her hand.

“It’s in my bag at work,” Lily lied. “I forgot to bring it home yesterday.”

Gloria’s eyes narrowed with suspicion, but she simply said, “Fine. Have Alex bring it to me this evening.”

All day at work, Lily kept her phone turned off to continue reading …