Miriam Found a Reflection in a Mirror That Ended Her Marriage

history,” I said.

Brenda printed the page, the machine behind her counter clicking twice before sliding the paper into her hand. She folded it in half and pushed it across the counter.

“I am very sorry, Mrs. Vance,” she said.

I tucked the paper into my purse next to my address book and left the lobby, the cold autumn wind hitting my face the moment I continue reading …