Part One. The Fifth Anniversary and the Joke That Went Too Far Claire hurried across the puddles glowing
A heavy orange work jacket with reflective strips landed with a dull slap on the wet rubber mat beside
The cab was due in twelve minutes, and Margaret Foster decided that would be more than enough time to
“Come for my birthday,” Margaret said over the phone. “Buy a cake, because I don’t have any money and
I was sixty-seven when I finally found the courage to do something I had postponed for years.
The doorbell rang with the sharp, impatient insistence of someone who had no intention of asking whether
At a certain age, people begin to assume that the heart has made peace with everything it once wanted.
Claire married later than most of the women she had grown up with. By then, many of her former classmates
I had been dreading Mother’s Day for weeks. Not because I disliked the holiday. At the end of April
Chapter 1 — Working Late My name is Eleanor Hart, and the day my husband’s mistress finally crossed the