Miriam Found a Reflection in a Mirror That Ended Her Marriage

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I sat down on the low wooden bench near the closet, resting my hands in my lap. My fingers felt cold, and my thumb naturally slipped under my silver wedding band, turning it slowly around my knuckle.

The red leather address book was resting in my purse on the small table by the mirror. I had taken it out of my bank deposit box three continue reading …