Grace sat with her husband having dinner since the children were still not back from their friends’ places. It was better that way because she knew her husband’s temper.
“I can see that you have been meaning to tell me about something. What is it my love?” Henry asked her.
“I’m wondering if it is the right time to tell you about this or not,” Grace contemplated about her issue.
“Just tell me. I believe that I can handle anything from you or is it anything that concerns the children. What did they do this time again?” Henry asked as he put his flute of champagne down.
“It’s about the children and this time they did something unexpected but promise me that you will not get angry,” Grace said as she put her hand on top of her husband’s.
“I promise, I will keep my cool,” he said and she s
