The Wrong Heart

The Wrong Heart

Author: Jennifer Hartmann Listening Length: 13h 29m

When my husband died, he left my broken heart behind. He left another heart behind, too—his. I know its wrong. I shouldnt be contacting the recipient of my husbands heart. I dont even expect him to reply But theres a desperate, twisted part of me that hopes he will. No names. No personal details. Just a conversation. ...

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I really could get used to this.

We take the liberty of using our fifteen-minute meeting break to sneak out to the parking lot and fuck in the back of Melody’s Camry, like two horny teenagers.

It’s been a week since our intimacy-laced rendezvous on my living room couch, where she fell asleep on my chest like a satiated lover, and I stared up at my ceiling fan trying to count the amount of times it spun around in unsteady circles. Melody’s languid breaths were a muted soundtrack to my racing mind, mingling only with Walden’s wheezy snores from across the room and my kitchen faucet leak. The morning-after came quickly, with Melody stirring awake just before five A.M., and I drove her to her car still parked at Breaker’s.

We didn’t say much, but it was a comfortable sort of silence, brimming with quiet musings, heated glances, and the occasional smile from her. Melody even reached for my hand during the drive over to the bar, squeezing it in her warm palm, transmitting a flurry of feelings that shot straight to my heart. Before she hopped out of my truck, she leaned in and pressed a kiss to my lips, something sweet and wistful, murmuring softly, “Thank you.”