My Husband Left Me For My Best Friend, Then Tried …

because the sugar maple in our front yard had turned the most extraordinary red. And I’d been meaning to photograph it for days.

Derek came downstairs with a bag, just one bag, which told me he’d been planning this for a while. He set it by the door, and something in the careful way he set it down made my stomach drop.

“We need to talk,” he said.

He didn’t continue reading …