Wearing an Emerald Green Dress on My Birthday Cost Me My Husband

“Gallons of it. We had to sleep with the windows wide open in November just to breathe.”

He shook his head, his face full of a tenderness that looked so real it made my throat ache with a sudden, familiar longing.

“I woke up at three in the morning, and there was your mother, shivering in three of my old sweaters, trying to scrub a continue reading …