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

with eerie calm, his voice flat. “Up in the mountains near a small town called Sisters. I was saving it for our retirement. I thought… maybe one day, when we were old and tired, we’d go there together and finally stop hating each other. Maybe find some peace.”

“Take me with you,” I pleaded, desperation making my voice crack. “Please, Michael. We can continue reading …