I Thought Putting My Husband in a Nursing Home Was the Only Choice, Until I Found What He’d Been Keeping in His Nightstand

opened into a shared hallway.

He actually stopped to think about that.

Seriously.

As if the distinction mattered.

Then he said,

“Probably split the difference. Get the medium-density one.”

And then he walked away.

I bought the medium-density weatherstripping.

I also lingered in the aisle for several extra minutes hoping he might come back.

He didn’t.

But a week later, I saw him again at the same store.

He recognized me immediately.

“Did the weatherstripping work?”

I admitted I hadn’t installed it yet.

He offered to help.

His name was