Two Plane Tickets to Savannah and the Sixty Day Marriage Agreement

I filled a glass with cold tap water and set it on the table in front of him, next to the bottle.

“This is the first dose,” I said, placing the pill in his palm.

Arthur looked at the little yellow tablet for a long moment, his face quiet and pale in the afternoon light. The anger that had lived in his eyes for the past year seemed to have drained away,continue reading …