Every Penny

We’re told not to talk about the money. It’s bad form. Poor manners. But, it’s killing me.

I don’t want it. I want my husband.

I want a father to walk my daughter down the aisle when she gets married.

I want the man who told me he loved me every day.

I want my son to have his dad.

I want him back.

I don’t want the money.

I don’t want any of it.

I’d give it all away, every last penny, to have him back.