Starved on $800 a Month, I Asked His Brother to Help Raise Our Child

The third time I received my $800 living allowance, the nanny threw down her apron and quit too.

She was still cursing on her way out.

"The richer they are, the cheaper they get. What's $800 supposed to buy? If you can't afford it, don't hire a nanny."

I held my newborn and let the tears roll down in silence.

Back when we'd first married, Eugene Henson had practically begged to hand me a hundred grand a month, and even then he'd complained I spent too little.

Ever since his newly hired little secretary, Paulette Vance, took over the finances, my monthly allowance had dropped to $800.