Fiction 2010 / Issues / Spring 2010 / Volume 40

Proof — Sharon E. Trotter

The night before my marriage ended, I drove home in a terrible fog. I don’t mean a muddled state of mind, though that would be true. I mean fog. A thick shroud that forced me to creep along the A14 at less than 10 miles an hour. My lights were worthless. They merely illuminated the … Continue reading