For six years, I put $40 from every Friday paycheck into savings, slowly building $11,012 to replace our broken stove and worn kitchen cabinets. Then one afternoon, I came home and found a fishing boat sitting in our driveway. My husband Rick had bought it\u2014with every dollar I’d saved. When I confronted him, he glanced toward our kitchen and said, \u201cIt still works fine, Karen.\u201d After thirty years as an electrical lineman, Rick apparently believed he deserved something for himself. But he hadn’t asked before taking something that belonged to both of us.<\/p>\n
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I didn’t scream. That evening, I carried my mother’s red-and-white tablecloth outside, climbed into Rick’s new boat, and set out two plates and a candle. Then I served supper there. I did the same thing the next evening\u2014and the next. Soon neighbors were watching, and even our son Tyler and his wife came over. By the ninth night, Rick finally understood exactly what those dinners meant.<\/p>\n
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