Susan
Flashback
“Isn’t it beautiful, Sue?”
An answer formed in my throat, but it never emerged. My eyes were busy taking it all in; the elegance, the beauty, the infinity. Marie says that marriages are where one’s soul goes to die. When I reminded her that it was Bob I was marrying, she shook her head and said, “I give it a year.” I laughed it off, uninterested in defending our love to Marie. Had we not been together for years? Why would marriage change that?
You will be bound to him forever.
The thought was chilling. Would I get bored? Seeing Bob every day? Waking up next to him each morning? What happens when we have a fight? Will he leave me with the children to create breathing spaces for us?
What if the Bob I knew changed after marriage?
It was not impossible. I had met wo
