The Lost Promises

1.

On the day of our seventh wedding anniversary, my husband, Julian, gave me an orange kitten.

I had just woken up from anesthesia.

I called him and calmly asked for a divorce.

The next day, his assistant, Sienna, showed up at my door.

Her eyes were red and puffy.

She was holding a basket of organic fruit from Whole Foods.

"Nora, I am so sorry," she said, biting her lip, looking like she was about to burst into tears.

"Julian said you just lost the baby... I thought a pet might help you