Sparklers And Roses, The End of Five Years

On our fifth wedding anniversary, my wife stood me up for work.

She texted me saying she had left an anniversary gift.

It was two cheap sparklers and a single wilting rose.

At midnight, her intern posted an update on social media.

In the photo, his cheek pressed intimately against hers with a magnificent fireworks display in the background.

I took out the divorce agreement I had prepared long ago and walked out of the home we shared for five years.

Camille dismissed it completely. “He will