Two Plane Tickets to Savannah and the Sixty Day Marriage Agreement

when his last actual appointment was.”

I looked at the brick clinic building, where the autumn wind was chasing dead oak leaves across the empty parking spaces.

“I do not want to go behind his back,” I said, adjusting the silver wedding band on my finger.

“You are not going behind his back, you are keeping him from sliding into an early grave,” Clara continue reading …