« Call a tow truck. »
« I already did. They’re saying two hours. I just need a ride. »
He sighed.
« I’m not leaving because you can’t maintain your car. »
Then, before hanging up, he added, « Call someone who cares. »
I stared at my phone.
Mark and I had been married for 18 years.
We’d had arguments.
We’d said things we regretted.
But those four words felt different.