While Cleaning My Husband’s Car, I Accidenta…

normal, something husbandly.

“Hey,” he said. “Didn’t hear you come in.”

He put the phone face down on the counter.

I said nothing. I went upstairs, sat on the edge of the bathtub, and breathed.

That night, I lay awake beside him and thought, “Am I seeing things that aren’t there? Or am I finally seeing what has always been there?”

I chose to believe the continue reading …