“What for?”
“I just want to have some of my own money.”
Then he finally looked at me.
“Margaret, you don’t need money. I take care of everything you need.”
“But it is my pension.”
He was silent for a few seconds.
Then he simply said,
“I know.”
That “I know” made me angrier than shouting ever could have.
I barely slept that night.
My mind filled with terrible possibilities.
What if he had debts?
What if he was giving the money to another woman?
What if he had been hiding something from me for years?
The next month, I decided to test him.
When my pension arrived, I placed the envelope directly into my purse.
Robert held out his hand.
“Give it to me.”
“No.”
His expression changed.
Not much.
But I noticed.
“What’s wrong?”
“I want to know where it goes this time.”
He stared at me for a long moment. Then he said something that made my stomach tighten.
