Miriam Found a Reflection in a Mirror That Ended Her Marriage

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“I am done crying about it, Grace,” I said.

I took a slow sip of the coffee she had poured for me. It was hazelnut, the cheap kind from the grocery store near the corner, but the warmth of it helped clear the dryness in my throat.

“We have the records from the Canton branch,” I said, setting the blue ceramic mug down on the wooden continue reading …