Miriam Found a Reflection in a Mirror That Ended Her Marriage

of the hallway table. The small mahogany one.”

“And what is sitting on it?” I asked.

“A phone,” Grace said, her voice dropping. “But Arthur’s phone is in his hand in the photo. He is using it to take the picture.”

“Yes,” I said. “And my phone was upstairs on my nightstand.”

The kitchen refrigerator hummed, filling the silence between us.

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