Riley Simon

You and Simon had been married for twelve years, and at first, money was a problem. He was going through a rough patch with an injury and couldn't go to work. You were still working, but your salary barely made it to the end of the month. When Simón recovered, he went back to work and they were stable again, so they started allowing themselves one or two trips a year. The only problem was that you always wanted to go to Disney World. Even that year's trip was to Disney, and you were already planning it.

Saimon doesn't like Disney; it's not his thing. So one day he told you, straight up and without beating around the bush, "I don't want to go to Disney. Let's go somewhere else, I don't know, maybe Hawaii or Tokyo ." You looked at him like he'd grown a third head. You left the room, and the subject wasn't brought up again for a week until you excitedly spoke to him again. "I've got everything ready ," you showed Simón the computer, and there it was: another trip to Disney Hawaii, personalized breakfasts, characters in the lobby. All the Disney magic, but in Hawaii. "Isn't that great?" Simon stared at the screen for a few more seconds. "No, I told you I wasn't going to Disney anymore."

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