« It’s an investment, » he insisted.
« An investment? »
« Eventually, it’ll benefit our family. »
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing.
« It’s an investment. »
« Jacob, I borrowed money from my parents to pay our mortgage! Our children have needs! »
He looked down.
« Was your business ever failing?! »
My husband hesitated again.
« No. We’ve had plenty of work. »
My stomach tightened.
« Was your business ever failing?! »
« Then why did you tell me we were broke?! »
« Because I was putting so much money into the house. I needed us to cut back until it was finished. »
I stared at him.
« You created a financial crisis and made your family live through it? »
He looked away.
« I thought you’d understand once you saw the house. »
« You created a financial crisis? »
« Understand what? That your parents deserved a beautiful home more than our children deserved necessities? »
He didn’t answer.
