I promised myself in a kitchen, so it is rude that the promise came back to die in one.

I am Leah. I am thirty-one. I live in a Queenslander in Paddington with too many stairs and a husband who flies to Singapore for work often enough that the house has learned his absence. His name is Chris. His oldest friend is Hugh. Hugh is thirty-four, and he is the one person I had taken out of the category of men…