My Husband Came Home to an Empty Nursery

nightlight shaped like a duck that had belonged to Derek when he was a baby.

I stared at that duck for a long time.

Marlene stood in the doorway.

“I can take it out,” she said.

“No.”

“You sure?”

“No,” I said. “But leave it.”

She nodded.

That was the good thing about Marlene. She didn’t make me explain every bruise that didn’t show.

The divorce took months.

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