Your Borrowed Life Expires After New Year
At the family dinner over the holidays, Elias Barrett has given all of our relatives and their children thick wads of cash.
When it's my turn, he just frowns at me.
"We've been together for so long. What's the point in going through the motions? You're the one managing the finances, so you can just withdraw what you need from the account."
I merely nod without saying anything.
But soon, I notice a text message from his bank popping out on the notifications' list.
"You have transferred 1,430 dollars to Jamie Sutton. Remark: Babe, happy holidays. XOXO Elias."
It turns out that Elias' anti-formalism rule is meant for me, not others.
I don't bother starting a fight or throwing a tantrum. Instead, I just cancel the booking on my wedding venue that will be used next month. After that, I shred the kidney donation consent form meant for Elias into pieces.
Once the holidays are over, I'm not going to extend Elias' life for him anymore.