Two Plane Tickets to Savannah and the Sixty Day Marriage Agreement

gravel. He picked up the cardboard box containing the grey running shoes I had bought him and set them on the top step.

“You can return these,” he said. “Or keep them for your new apartment.”

“I do not want them,” I said.

He did not reply. He opened the driver’s side door of the Buick, his stiff leg making it difficult for him to slide behind the wheel.continue reading …