Two Plane Tickets to Savannah and the Sixty Day Marriage Agreement

of him?” David asked, looking past us toward the empty glass entryway.

I stood up, holding the blue notebook against my ribs like a shield. “Not yet.”

David put his glasses back on, adjusting the wire ear pieces with a slow, deliberate movement. “The schedule we set was not a suggestion, Martha. We need those baseline readings today if we are going to continue reading …