Two Plane Tickets to Savannah and the Sixty Day Marriage Agreement

waiting for David to return with the second round of blood work. Arthur sat on the edge of the examination table, his corduroy trousers rustling against the thin butcher paper every time he shifted his weight. He kept his hands flat on his thighs, his thumbs hooked into his belt loops, trying to look like a man who had only stopped by for a friendly continue reading …