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

rocking chairs.

We’d lived a life made of postponed dreams and paid bills. We’d put off joy because there was always something on fire.

Now the fire was in the same room as us, wearing my wife’s face.

My phone buzzed again.

It was our daughter, Rachel.

I didn’t answer at first. I just watched the screen light up like a warning.

Then I picked up. “Hey.”

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