My Husband Had Been Secretly Seeing My Best Friend…

me.

I felt like myself.

The first autumn after the divorce was the most ordinary and most extraordinary season of my life.

I repainted the living room.

That sounds small.

It was not small.

It was the first decision I had made about the house that was entirely mine, answered to no one, required no negotiation.

I chose a color called warm stone and I painted continue reading …