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

had made. The sheets were cool and smelled of cedar from the linen closet, and I slept without waking until the sun cleared the tree line.

The next morning, the kitchen was flooded with pale, clean sunlight. I sat at the wooden table in my flannel robe, holding a mug of black coffee in both hands.

The house was completely still, the continue reading …