Sitting on the couch, playing a video game, I was a bit startled when the front door suddenly opened. I paused the game and looked up to confirm that it was Brooke, my wife, home from work. She greeted me with a smile on her pretty oval face as she closed the door behind her.

"How was work today?" Brooke asked me, as she hung her purse on the hat rack by the front door that we used for everything except hats.

"The usual bullshit," I replied, as I put down the controller and gave her a smile. "I got home thirty minutes ago. How was your day?"

As I...