My Husband Left Me With Our Six-Month-Old Triplets and Went on a Beach Vacation Alone Because I ‘Hadn’t Earned a Break’ – When He Came Home, His Smug Smile Vanished
I held Luna.
Soleil cried as I lifted her, Bodhi kicked off one sock, and the diaper bag fell twice before I strapped them in.
I reached for the key hook.
Empty.
I checked the counter, my purse, and the junk drawer. Both sets were gone, even though Ryan’s friends had picked him up.
I called him.
He answered over music and voices. “What’s wrong, Shannon?”
I reached for the key hook.
“Where are the car keys?”
A pause.
“I took them.”
“Both sets?”
“I didn’t want you driving around alone with all three babies.”
I stared at the carriers. “You don’t get to decide that after leaving me alone with them.”
“Where are the car keys?”
“Stay home.”
“They have a checkup in 40 minutes.”
“I forgot. Reschedule it.”
“No. They’ve waited weeks.”
“Then call Shaun.”
I looked at Luna chewing her strap, Soleil crying, and Bodhi watching me quietly.
“You took my way out because you wanted control, Ryan.”
“I forgot. Reschedule it.”
“That’s not what this is.”
“It is now.”
I ended the call and called my brother.
“Hey, trouble,” he said. “What’s wrong?”
“Shaun, I need a ride. It’s for the babies.”
His voice changed immediately. “I’m coming.”
“What’s wrong?”
“And Shaun?”
“Yeah?”
I looked around the kitchen. Bottles covered the counter. Ryan’s coffee mug was still beside the sink.
“After the appointment, I need help moving.”
He paused.
“Are you sure?”
That’s why I trusted him.
“And Shaun?”
He didn’t tell me what to do.
He asked.
“I’ve never been more sure.”
***
Shaun arrived quickly and took the diaper bag from my shoulder.
“Tell me what you need.”
“We open the old house.”
The old house had belonged to Mom and Dad.
Continue reading by clicking the ( NEXT 》 ) button below!
