It was a VERY HOT afternoon late last summer when the call came. There was an urgency in her voice: "May I come over, please." "Right now?"
By the time their vehicle pulled in our driveway, somehow I knew. He dropped her off and headed back down the street as she came to the door.
Was it fitting to announce on the way to a funeral that the marriage was dead to him and he wanted a divorce? "You're not going to change my mind THIS time, either. It doesn't matter what anyone says. If I'm wrong, God will forgive me."
