Ex-husband Wanted an Open Marriage With My Sister
By the time they reached the rooftop, they had become very faint, like the meowing of a kitten in the distance.
Jenny’s eyes grew warm. Tears welled up from her tear glands, gathering at the lower edge of her eyes. Under the orange light of the streetlights, they sparkled with moisture. Her nasal passages stung, and her nasal turbinates swelled from the irritation of the tears. As air passed through her nose, it made a “hiss” sound.
She didn’t wipe her tears. The tears spilled from the corners of her eyes, slid down her cheeks, past her lips and chin, and dropped onto the concrete surface of the low wall. They left small, dark dots on the gray concrete.