Miriam Found a Reflection in a Mirror That Ended Her Marriage

bedroom. He was not gone long. When he came back down, he was carrying a single gray suitcase that he had bought for our trip to Maine three years ago.

“This house is mine as much as yours, Miriam,” he said, stopping in the doorway. “And if you think you are going to take it, you are mistaken.”

“The deed has both of our names on it,” I said.

“The deed continue reading …