My In-Laws Threw Me Into the Rain

Adrian would have loved this.

“I don’t know yet,” I said.

Daniel nodded.

“That’s allowed.”

That night, I returned to my apartment and opened the wedding album.

The mud had left faint stains along the edges of the cover. A restorer had offered to replace it completely, but I refused.

Some damage should remain visible.

Not because it defines the story.

Because continue reading …