The Birthday Party
We had been married just about three years. We had one child and our marriage was like any other one between mid-twenties couples…we were still getting adjusted to it.It was 1989. My wife Nora was twenty-seven at the time. She was a brunette with long thick brown hair that fell well past her shoulders. Even though she was a mother and had her first child a little over a year and half before, she was active and she had a thin athletic body. Her breasts had grown from the pregnancy and were...
Reluctance