I spent the summer of 2002 cracked open by heartbreak. It wasn’t my first, but it was by far my most surprising. Despite the fact that I was 38, this wasn’t a marriage, just a one-year relationship, and no children were involved. I was the initatior. Plus, I’d been single for most of my thirties, so how hard could it be…
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