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

love could outmuscle reality forever.

That night, I went home alone.

It was the first time in years the house didn’t have Martha’s breathing in it.

I walked into the kitchen, and the silence felt like punishment. The fridge hummed. The clock ticked. The bird feeder outside swung slightly in the wind, empty now, like it was waiting too.

I opened the fridge continue reading …