The Envelope That Changed Everything

my purse forward slightly, letting the recorder capture every word, every laugh.

Then I stepped away, silently, letting the hall swallow me again.

When I returned to the sanctuary, everything looked the same. Flowers. Candles. Guests.

And yet nothing was the same.

I sat down, folded my hands, and breathed through the roar in my ears. A part of me felt continue reading …