My Wife Returned from a Weekend Retreat with a Birthmark She Insisted She’d Never Had

“I just got home. Can we not turn this into something weird?”

I backed off.

But that evening, while she was in the kitchen, I went through old photographs.

Our honeymoon in Costa Rica, a trip to Lake Michigan, a wedding in Florida where Alma wore a backless dress.

There was no mark. Not even a shadow.

When I showed her, she went very quiet.

“I’ll see a dermatologist.continue reading …