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

was not in its usual spot on the gravel, and the garage door was shut tight.

Inside, the kitchen smelled of the lavender dish soap I had used that morning. I did not turn on the overhead lights, relying instead on the small lamp over the sink to guide me down the hall.

I slept in the guest bedroom that night, under the heavy blue quilt my grandmother continue reading …