Two Plane Tickets to Savannah and the Sixty Day Marriage Agreement

last time you asked about my day?”

He looked from the paper back to his tablet screen, dismissing the notebook with a wave of his hand. “We have been married forty years, Martha, we do not need to play these games.”

By two that afternoon, my sister Clara sat on our floral sofa, her leather purse gripped tightly in her lap. Her fingernails tapped a sharp,continue reading …