Miriam Found a Reflection in a Mirror That Ended Her Marriage

hum of the old refrigerator filled the kitchen, a steady sound that had not changed in thirty years.

The back door screen rattled slightly, and Grace walked in without knocking, carrying a small paper bag from the bakery.

She set the bag on the yellow laminate counter and began to fill the kettle with tap water.

“You have dirt on your chin, Miriam,” she continue reading …