My husband skipped our 15th anniversary dinner to watch soccer with his friends. When …

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“You don’t fix it with one sentence,” I said.

He nodded. “I know.”

His voice broke slightly. “Clara, when you called, I knew it was our anniversary. I didn’t forget. That’s worse, isn’t it?”

I looked at him carefully.

“Yes,” I said. “It is.”

He lowered his head.

“I told myself it was just dinner,” he said. “I told myself you’d understand because you always continue reading …