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

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I smoothed my hands down my apron, trying to decide if the color made my teeth look yellow. A floorboard creaked in the hall behind me.

“Is there a parade in town?” Damon asked from the bathroom doorway.

He had a mug of black coffee in his hand and was checking his watch.

“I wanted to try something different for the dinner next week,” I said, looking continue reading …