My Husband Had Been Secretly Seeing My Best Friend…

it was.

Graham requested a recess. It was granted.

15 minutes.

I sat in the hallway with Patricia.

She said nothing. I said nothing.

I looked at the water fountain on the wall opposite and thought about the Blue Heron Inn, and the cold pewter water, and the wind that had made my eyes water, and how simple and clean that had felt.

I thought about Lily at continue reading …