|Lynn C. Miller|
Other Married People • a short story excerpt
Here's the beginning –
“It’s not too late,” Jack told me as we were leaving the church where we were supposed to get married. But didn’t. Because he’d had an anxiety attack five minutes after the organist began playing. I told my mother not to hire an organist. “They’re gloomy,” I said. “It’s too Phantom of the Opera. Jeez, why not a string quartet?”
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from a story collection, Fractures, in progress