He said it was a mandatory work retreat, three nights, phones-off. Then a delivery van pulled up to our house, and the card on the flowers stopped my heart.

A gift I never bought turned up in our bedroom drawer. I only wanted to know where it came from. The email I opened answered a much older question.

She came back from her girls trip glowing and tan. Three weeks later a woman I had never met walked into my store and asked for me by name.

He said he was flying coach to save the company money. The airline app told a different story before his plane had even left the gate.

She swore her ex was gone for good, blocked everywhere, ancient history. Then she came home grinning and said he'd just been hired into the sales team at her company.

He kissed me goodbye and said he hated flying alone. Three hours later my best friend texted me a photo from the same airport lounge.