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Loneliness, Desperation, and the Wild RideIt had been three months since the breakup. When being chased by a wolf, the exhausted rabbit eventually realizes his fate, and accepts it. That was where he stood when he posted on Craig’s List. The Bald SpotStanding over him, she could see a tiny bald spot atop his head, a hurricane of blond hair swirled artfully above it. She stared at that spot, hard, until she stopped crying. That was when he said it. Bless Their Ugly Little HeartsHer fantasy of charming city men, too immersed in passionate pursuit of art or charity work to date conventionally, was clearly off base. Five minutes per date. Thank sweet Jesus for that little bell. The Best Second Date EverThe plan: See Thee Emergency at the Crocodile Café. But after that kiss on the sidewalk, they never made it to the show. They made it to her office, instead, which turned out to be a tricky staging ground. The Thrill of the ChasteShe’s no supermodel, but this was strange. A guy not interested in sex meant one of four things: lying (too sweet), gay (too Texan), not attracted to her (tongue in throat indicated otherwise), or … surely not…. The ProposalAs she’s about to chatter out an answer, Sam loses all the color in his face. He turns bright green, and then vomits over the railing into the frozen Niagara Falls below. Then he vomits some more. Rock the Boat“So, what exactly are we doing?” she inquired bubbly, not reminding him of her limited water sport experience. “Sailing,” he said plainly. Visions of kissing on the water filled her brain; she didn’t notice the wind pick up. Pasts Waiting To Be ExploredAfter more than 22 years of marriage, they have begun dating other people. They find they need the excitement. The spice. So they have been experimenting, gazing at different faces across the dinner table. An Unopened LetterDon’t worry about missing graduation, there were too many people to schmooze anyway. It’s not important that you weren’t physically there. The boys were there, and they were there for you, too, in a way. The Last Safe Place on EarthEvery Wednesday until she moved away, from before she could remember until college, 17.5 years of Wednesdays were spent with her grandparents, where she didn’t have to prove anything.  |
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