Miriam Found a Reflection in a Mirror That Ended Her Marriage

against the cool autumn air. He came back inside to wash his hands at the kitchen sink.

“Do you want me to stay for dinner?” he asked, wiping his hands on a paper towel. “I can cancel the meeting.”

“No,” I said. “Go back to school. I have some paperwork to organize before tomorrow morning.”

“Are you going to be okay here alone?” he asked.

“I have been continue reading …