Two Plane Tickets to Savannah and the Sixty Day Marriage Agreement

out and pulled my chair back, his hand resting on the wood until I sat down.

“Thank you, Arthur,” I said, adjusting my silver wedding band as I looked at the bright yellow petals. “They are beautiful.”

He sat opposite me and passed the basket of bread, his movements surprisingly smooth. “How was Clara when you spoke to her this morning?”

“She was fine,continue reading …