ANDREA
I turned to the kitchen to act like I had something to do in there.
The truth was...I wanted to hide my face from Jason.
"Am I not going to get a kiss?", He called after me and I muttered a "s**t".
Of course...he always wanted a kiss before leaving the house.
"Jason, you think I'm fine with you going to work on a weekend?", I said.
"I'm sorry, Andrea...I'll be back in few hours", he said and I could hear his footstep retract.
"Alright, let me leave so I can get back early", he said and I heard the door open and close.
I was so happy, I was able to drive him out with that amount of self-guilt.
It's how we've lived since we got married.
Work on weekends, work on important days.
Work everyday of his life.
When he left, I walked out of the kitchen, running my hand through my
