The kids and I went fishing yesterday afternoon. Unfortunately, we accidentally kick the car keys and down they went in the water (10 feet deep!).
I was terrified to call my husband for help but I had no choice, I had already called two lock men but didn't want to drive that far. He was furious, he said it was my problem. It was bout 8 PM and we were 20 minutes from town. I told him I would call him back if I couldn't resolve the situation.
I found a lock man willing to come out to the lake for some money and then .... My husband showed up with a key he had for my car all along. Why didn't he tell he he had it? What kind of thrill does he get from doing these kinds of thing? Well, that wasn't enough, he had to continue making me feel worse (as if I needed to) with his remarks and comments, etc.
My 8 year old asked how come daddy was like that? Now, what do you answer to that question ....

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