I Put One Envelope Beside the Father of the Bride

again.

Ethan this time.

He looked from Caroline to me, as if bracing for one more public execution. Caroline slipped her shoes back on and straightened.

“We’ll talk later,” she said to him.

Then to me: “I am sorry, Margaret.”

She walked back inside before either of us answered.

What He Said In The Parking Lot

Ethan and I didn’t talk on the terrace. Too many continue reading …