When the Lights Go Out, the Vows Get Tested in the Dark

vital signs. She noticed the grab bars in the hallway, the walker by the couch, the labels on doors Martha had once written in careful marker: BATHROOM. BEDROOM. KITCHEN.

Her eyes paused on the fridge.

The “Someday List” was still there. The paper was faded and soft at the corners. The magnet holding it up was shaped like a little lighthouse. We got continue reading …