“I can’t believe we are doing this,” I said shaking my head as we landed.
“You have said that fourteen times,” Desiree said.
I could tell she was getting annoyed with me. At this point my argument was a non-factor, our house was sold, most of our belongings had either gone to Goodwill or sold with the house. All we had left of our life before this move was in our suitcases.
“It will be for a few months, six at the most,” Desiree said as we waited at the luggage carousel. I nodded.
“I am sorry, I shouldn’t…” I began to say before she wrapped her arms around me and smiled. Desiree was five foot six inches tall, but her personality was giant sized. Her heart was in the right place as well.
“It was our only choice,” Desiree said as she broke contact as soon as people got near.
That was one of the many things that had recently started to bug me. Desiree hated public displays of affection. I don’t know when it happened because before we got married, she would do anything from my hold my hand to full out kiss no matter who was watching.