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

his hand resting gently on my shoulder.

“Do you want me to come home with you, Mom?” he asked, looking down at me in the yellow light of the parking lot lamp.

“No, sweetheart,” I said, finding my keys in my small purse. “I want to go home to a quiet house.”

“Are you sure?” he asked, tapping his car key against his palm.

“I am sure,” I said, and I was.continue reading …