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

She stood up slowly, her chair scraping against the hardwood floor, and began to clap. Her hands made a solid, hollow sound that seemed to cut right through the tension in the dining room.

Within seconds, the older gentleman sitting across from her stood up too, joining her. The sound grew, catching like dry leaves in a sudden breeze, as the young couple continue reading …