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

you wanted?” I asked, trying to steer their attention away from the empty seat.

“We got the best one in the house,” Lily said, though she kept looking over her shoulder toward the lobby.

“The reservation was for seven o’clock sharp,” Jake said, checking his watch. “It is seven past now.”

“He will be here in a minute,” I said.

We sat in a fragile sort of continue reading …