It started so unexpectedly. We were discussing whether to spend a small amount of money on one home improvement or another, and he got furious...more than his norm. He s my sweet, passive husband of 30 years. At one point he told me to shut the $%@$ up...totally out of character. I was afraid of him for the first time ever. So I spent the evening in our home office on my laptop until he went to bed, and now I m in the living room wondering if I can sleep in our bed next to... Just A Little Spat....
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