Miriam Found a Reflection in a Mirror That Ended Her Marriage

little money then,” I said.

“We had enough,” Arthur said.

He leaned back in his chair, his shoulders dropping in a way I had not seen in months. He looked like the civil engineer I had married, the man who spent his evenings drawing clean, straight lines on blue paper.

“I want us to get back to how things used to be, Miriam,” he said.

The words hung in continue reading …