The Actuary's Wife, A Precisely Calculated Marriage

Married for five years, my husband, Silas Sterling, was the industry's top actuary.

He lived by the golden rule of splitting every cent. On our honeymoon bill, he was so precise that he charged me seventy-five cents for three extra tissues I used at the hotel.

I once thought this was just a modern way for couples to coexist. I saw it as a sign of mutual respect and fairness.

That was until he drafted a loan agreement with an 8% annual interest rate for the money meant to save my father's life