The Widow's Husband's Secret Lie

by Freida McFadden

“I read online that if you have LEDs placed, they are over ninety-eight percent effective in preventing pregnancy.” Poppy stares at me for several beats, a confused look on her face. “Do you mean… IUDs?”

“He did do a terrible thing,” the detective says. “I’ve never met anyone who had over thirty overdue library books before.” I grab a tissue from the box on the table and dab at my eyes. “I mean, two or three, yes, I can see how that could happen. Over ten would be bad enough. But over thirty?” “I know.” He sighs. “It’s the sort of thing you only see once in a lifetime as a cop, and you hope to never see it again.”

I hate tomatoes when they’re raw, but I love them when they’re cooked.

I never dreamed I would find my other half, but everything Brant is saying resonates with me so deeply. I didn’t have these feelings even when Grant and I were still happy together. He didn’t even care about the metric system. Brant is so very different from my husband, even beyond the tiny mole near his right ear.