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

it from a beach trip back when the kids were small and Martha still sang along to the radio.

Erin followed me into the living room. Martha looked up, startled by the new faces. Her hands gripped the blanket like it was a lifeline.

“Mrs. Harris,” Erin said gently, crouching down. “I’m Erin. I’m here to check in and make sure you’re doing okay.”

Martha’s continue reading …