Two Plane Tickets to Savannah and the Sixty Day Marriage Agreement

” he said, setting his fork down on the empty plate.

“She was always reading those historical memoirs,” I said, watching him pick up his napkin.

“She was,” he said, standing up to clear his plate. “Let me take care of these tonight, Martha. You have been on your feet all afternoon.”

He gathered the dishes and walked into the kitchen, his gait even and continue reading …