After My Car Accident My Husband Chose Lunch With Another Woman Until The Police Found Him

clock. Just me, a cup of tea, and a mystery novel I’d bought because the cover was pretty, the kind of book Tyler had once dismissed as commercial fiction for people who don’t really read. I was absorbed in chapter twelve when my phone buzzed with David checking in, asking if I was doing okay. I looked around my townhouse, at mismatched plates drying continue reading …