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

The drive back to Oak Creek was quiet, the headlights cutting through the dark stretches of the two-lane road. The passenger seat was empty, my black coat draped over the back of it, and I did not turn on the radio.

When I pulled into the driveway, the house was dark except for the single porch light we always left on. Damon’s car continue reading …