My Husband Forced Me To Set The Table And Apologize Until The Doorbell Rang

up my phone. I sat down on the edge of the bed. I opened my contacts and found the number I had saved three weeks earlier after a conversation I had told no one about.

Diane Mercer had been recommended to me by a colleague whose own separation I had watched from a distance, someone whose composure during a difficult year had seemed to me like evidence continue reading …