Fiction | June 01, 2007
Man and Wife
Katie Chase
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They say every girl remembers that special day when everything starts to change….
“Don’t you want to hear what the big news is?” said Dad. My mother turned her back on us to the cutting board, where she was chopping a fresh salad.
In a small voice I said, “Yes.” I tried to smile, but that feeling was in my stomach, made more fluttery by drink. I recognize the feeling now as a kind of knowledge.
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