Two Plane Tickets to Savannah and the Sixty Day Marriage Agreement

man, but his heart cannot handle that kind of pride anymore.”

My hand went to my silver wedding band, sliding it back and forth against my knuckle. “Is it really that bad?”

“His father was fifty-eight when his heart gave out in the driveway,” David said, his voice dropping as he looked toward Arthur’s receding figure. “Arthur knows that. He has a structured continue reading …