evidently, thats how long it takes, to dismantle fifteen years of marriage. To shred memories, to make two people into utter strangers, to make the stories all show their wear and their lie.
six months.
on a side note, my new chickens have started to lay eggs, and I can be the egg woman of my dreams in the next few weeks. how bout that?
sorry, a short post, and i know i have dropped off the face of the earth, but i am here.
The Time of My Life: Dirty Dancing, by Andrea Warner
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