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

our life in her eyes and whispered, “We walked… each other… home.”

And then, like a candle snuffed by wind, the clarity dimmed again. Her gaze drifted. Her words slowed.

But the message stayed in the room.

That night, Rachel and I sat in the hospital cafeteria with vending machine coffee that tasted like burnt pennies.

Rachel stared into her cup. “Your continue reading …