There are many ways—murder included—in which husbands can settle certain problems. This was even more drastic!
He lifted his glass and glared at me as if I were the guilty party. "She's a worry-wart," he continued. "A hypochondriac, a neurotic, an escapist, and a communist." He studied the ceiling thoughtfully. "And sometimes I think she's a little crazy."
I tried to calm him, "Don't worry about it. If things get worse, get a divorce."
"Divorce, ha! She wouldn't give me a divorce if--"
The door opened.
Helen smiled half-heartedly, her pale face quickly resuming its unhappy expression as if it tired her facial muscles when she smiled. "Hello, Ed. Nice to see you again."
"Hello, Helen." I glanced at George and noticed he had closed his eyes as if the sight of his wife was unbearable. His lower lip was white where he gripped it with h