Miriam Found a Reflection in a Mirror That Ended Her Marriage

worn leather of my red address book before I found what I was looking for. I pulled out my blue ceramic mug, which I had wrapped in a kitchen towel to keep from rattling, and set it on the table.

Arthur looked at the mug, then at me, his brow furrowing slightly.

“We are not here to discuss housewares, Mrs. Vance,” Mr. Grier said, his tone sharpening.continue reading …