I Said Goodbye To My Husband Six Months Ago Until I Heard His Voice In A Grocery Store

for someone else.”

The words struck harder than the sight of him.

As if forty-one years could be misplaced like car keys. As if I had not watched that face change from young and stubborn to lined and silver. As if I had not memorized the shape of his hands, the weight of his breathing, the exact rhythm of his footsteps in the hall at night.

“No,” I whispered.continue reading …