I paused, surprised. Iris rarely called me first during our three years of marriage.
Usually, she'd just text if she needed something, avoiding long chats.
I picked up and she said, "Albert, turn around."
Turning, I saw Iris with a big tote, smiling and waving her phone at me.
"Surprise," she said. "I came to see you, Albert."
I managed a small smile, reminded of our first year together when I was all she could think about.
Back then, she wouldn't hesitate to take a three-hour train ride just to see me.
In that moment, I found myself wondering if we could really start fresh.
Iris jogged over with a smile and grabbed my arm. "There's a friends' get-together in town. I'll take you once you're free."
"Sure," I replied, in a good mood, letting Iris link arms with me.
But my mood tanked the moment the car door swung open and I saw Gavin sitting shotgun. My hopes of patching things up with Iris vanished.
Gavin rolled down the window, waved, and grinned. "Hey Albert, long time no see. Iris always brings you up."
