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

on top of the broom handle.

“Are the kids taking you somewhere nice?”

“They booked a table at The Gilded Lantern,” I said. “Jake insisted on it.”

She stopped walking and looked toward our front door.

“That’s a lovely place,” she said, her voice dropping a little. “You should let them spoil you. You’ve spent twenty-five years putting everyone continue reading …