He Never Cared for My Tenderness,Goodbye to the Husband Who Forgot Me

After my daughter got sick, my mom sent over a whole bag of wild ginseng.

She'd dug it out of the mountains herself, and nearly broke her leg doing it.

I felt awful about it, so I told Abraham Simmons again and again not to touch it.

But when I got home from work, I found out he'd given the ginseng away to a junior secretary at one of his client companies.

When I confronted him, Abraham didn't even look up.

His tone was dismissive. "Oh, that red bag?"

"Charlotte liked it, so I let her take it."

"I'm swamped at work. You really expect me to remember every little thing you say?"