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

my emerald green dress, my hands resting quietly on the table, and let the silence stretch between us.

“This is my mother’s fifty-first year starting tomorrow,” Jake said, his voice rising slightly so it carried across the quiet dining room.

He lifted the water spoon, his eyes fixed on Damon, prepared to speak to everyone who was listening.continue reading …