After a week away, I came home to the strange and unsettling sight of my kids sleeping on the cold hallway floor.
Heart pounding, I searched for answers, only to find my husband missing and odd noises coming from the kids’ room.
What I uncovered next left me furious — and ready for a fight!I’d been away on a business trip for a week, and let me tell you, I was itching to get home.
My boys, Tommy and Alex, were probably bouncing off the walls waiting for me
.I mean, a week is practically forever when you’re 6 and 8. And Mark? Well, I figured he’d be glad to hand the reins back to me.
He’s a great dad, don’t get me wrong, but he’s always been more of the fun parent than the responsible one. As I pulled into our driveway at midnight, I couldn’t help but grin.
The house was dark and quiet, just as it should be at this ungodly hour.
