After An Affair, We Lived As Strangers For Eighteen Years—Until One Doctor’s Visit

on innovative teaching methods, but I had actually arranged to go sketching with Ethan by Lake Addison, a beautiful spot about forty miles from our town. We spent the entire afternoon by the water, talking about Neruda’s poetry, the symbolism in modern art, and the terrifying brevity of human life.

As dusk fell, turning the sky a bruised purple and continue reading …