Miriam Found a Reflection in a Mirror That Ended Her Marriage

before tomorrow,” he said.

“Go on,” I said, walking him to the door. “Don’t let them accumulate.”

He kissed my cheek, his coat smelling of cold air and old paper.

“I’ll see you Sunday,” he said.

I watched his truck back out of the driveway, the exhaust white in the cool air.

The street was quiet, the houses opposite mine sitting behind their wide lawns.continue reading …