#Chapter 211 – Conversations with Horses

And then I feel guilty for making him feel guilty – and it’s all a terrible spiral – “Oh no,” I murmur, tears slipping down my cheeks as I take his face between my palms. “We can’t live like this Kent – with both of us feeling like we’ve asked too much of each other without giving enough –“ He laughs, then, shaking his head. “I know that you’re right,” he says, “but I…don’t know how to ever stop feeling that way. What you’ve done, Fay –“ “It wasn’t even really that big a deal –“ “It was –“ “I just…made my dad give me a bunch of companies, one of which was a shipping industry, and made my husband learn how to smuggle things – honestly, after I figured that out the rest was very easy – I did it all from my kitchen –“ He laughs then, tugging me closer and pressing a kiss to my hair. “You’re underplaying it, Fay,” he sighs. “Which is fine with me, because I know you, but if you ever want anyone else in this world to respect you, you’ll have to find a way to let them see the cold calc