Miriam Found a Reflection in a Mirror That Ended Her Marriage

said.

I wiped my face with a damp dish towel and sat down at the table.

“I was planting the bulbs,” I said.

“The red ones or the yellow ones?” she asked, setting two ceramic mugs on the table.

“Both,” I said, watching her fingers tap against the side of her mug as she waited for the kettle to heat.

Grace did not use her nails on her purse this time, but continue reading …