Miriam Found a Reflection in a Mirror That Ended Her Marriage

kept a second phone in his toolbox and a lease in another county.

The kettle began to whistle in the kitchen, a sharp, rising sound that cut through the quiet room.

I did not move to help Grace with the tea.

I kept my eyes on the table, where the glossy prints lay in three neat rows under the yellow light of the hanging lamp.

The physical proof lay scattered continue reading …