He Told Me To Get A Divorce Until He Came Home And Everything Had Already Changed

I supposed to go?” he said.

“That seems like something to discuss with Rachel,” I said.

He left an hour later, the suitcase rolling behind him again, the boxes loaded into his car in three trips, the coffee maker in the passenger seat. I watched from the kitchen window the way I had watched him leave on Friday, and the taillights disappeared at the same continue reading …