“So I have her alternate Thursdays unless it’s a month with five weekends, in which case you owe me a Tuesday from March.”
From Chapter 17, “The Kids,” of The Marriage Contract, 2027, which reads the law of marriage as the prenup every married couple already has.
A giant calendar fills a kitchen wall, thick with arrows, initials, swaps and footnotes. From separate doorways, two parents study it like air-traffic controllers. A child at the table eats cereal, not bothered at all.
