She'd Done a Good Half of Things Her Own Way

She'd stopped making dinner most evenings, except for the big green salad with vinegrette dressing that she usually made. He told her that it didn't matter that she wasn't fat, but she wouldn't listen. She wanted to do a good half of things her own way. And then this time last month, the moving van arrived with all her things - boxes of books and d v ds, c ds,. A table and chairs, two suit cases filled with clothes, a large matise print of a cat with its paw in a fish tank; framed photographs of people he did not know. There were pots and pans, a walk a yoga mat, skirts and blouses