The baby's father left...Perfidy! This from a man who'd once said he'd die without her...They'd gone to a university to become fiction writers.
It wasn't until a decade had passed...all early sense of specialness evaporated, that she decided to reach out to him...The next weekend, she took a train.
The briefcase had become a rugged leather saddlebag...There was too much sex at first to get any writing done, but she hoped the urge might return.
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