That her husband was damning her with praise, Carol was sure. The facetious bastard. And after she’d carried him through graduate and post grad work holding down two jobs. “Well I’m sure the Lord couldn’t give my wife brains and good looks Thank God she can cook.” That fat little troll! As if he was God’s gift to women. Carol had put up with a lot – she knew about the “adoring” grad assistants, but he’d been discrete and brief. But this was too much. She decided right then to email his department head about the covert “borrowing” of department funds.