“That’s a hobby!”
“And mine is a house.”
“Your hobby is a hole you throw money into!”
“Yours has an engine. Same thing.”
“Your hobby is a hole you throw money into!”
He opened his mouth. Closed it.
“Did I ever bring someone over to tell you how much you could get for your Mustang?” I asked.
“No.”
“Did I ever suggest selling your boat while you were at work?”
“Of course not.”
“Then why is it acceptable when it’s something I care about?”
“Realistic?”
“Because your house costs a hell of a lot more than my boat!”
“Then let’s talk numbers. How much do you think I have left for repairs?”
“I don’t know.”
“Because you never asked. How much did the contractors quote me for the roof?”
“How would I know?”
“I tried to tell you on Monday.”
“I don’t know.”
“Layla, I don’t remember every conversation we have!”
