I Won a Five-Star Island Vacation

him again.

“Please tell me dinner’s ready,” he said.

No hello.

No kiss.

No “How was your day?”

Just another order, dressed up as exhaustion.

“It’s almost ready,” I said. “But first, look at this.”

I held out the envelope.

He frowned. “What is it? Another bill?”

“No,” I said. “Remember that travel giveaway I entered?”

His expression stayed blank.

“The luxury resort continue reading …