Miriam Found a Reflection in a Mirror That Ended Her Marriage

another word as he lifted the last bag of mulch and threw it into the truck bed.

By six o’clock, I was back on Elm Street, the quiet hum of the old kitchen refrigerator greeting me as I walked into the dark house.

I walked out to the back porch, where the evening shadows were already stretching across the dry grass.

The garden key lay continue reading …