My Husband Moved Into the Garage After Our ArgumentOne Night, I Saw My Younger Sister Walk Inside

He dragged an old folding cot from storage and started sleeping in the garage.

“It’s temporary,” Tom said.

I stood at the back door with my arms crossed.

“How long is it going to last?”

“Until we can talk without hurting each other.”

“You mean until I agree with you.”

“No.”