My Husband Said His Mom Deserved the Front Seat More than Me – I Taught Him a Lesson

Soon, I was back on public transportation, standing at crowded bus stops in the rain.

“How was your day?” he asked absently.

“The bus broke down. I was late to work.”

He nodded, not looking away from the screen. “Wow… that’s a lot.”

“Maybe you could drop me off tomorrow?”

“Can’t. Mom has three stops to make.”

“The bus broke down. I was late to work.”

I stood there for a moment, waiting for Harry to realize what he was saying. Waiting for him to see me.

He didn’t.

When I finally worked up the courage to bring it up properly, he sighed as if I was being dramatic.

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