My Husband Says I’m Pretentious

We were stuck on the highway in the middle of the Christmas travel rush.

My husband’s childhood friend had not only taken the passenger seat from me, but she had also propped her bare feet up on the center console.

“Don’t take it to heart, Yvonne. I’m just a casual person and like to be my true self, unlike you and your fake propriety,” Michelle Gail said.

As she spoke, she snatched my phone right out of my hand and read a holiday greeting from a male colleague aloud.

“Oh, you have quite a few backup options, don’t you? I bet you cheated on Charles a long time ago.”