When Time Stopped, Love Was Lost

My husband, Daniel Carter, was obsessive about time. He had to wake up at exactly 7:05, and breakfast had to begin at 7:15 sharp.

Even sex was limited to exactly thirty minutes. The second time was up, he pulled away and left.

That day, our daughter had a dangerously high fever, yet he still refused to leave.

Every second dragged by. I kept urging Daniel to hurry.

But he only ate his breakfast at his usual unhurried pace.

"My breakfast has to last a full ten minutes. Besides, children build stronger immune systems when they tough it out a little."