The first thing she asks after inquiring about me, while gripping me in enveloping hug: how my wife is, the kids are we talk amiably, deeply about our lives, families. Stuff. I see in her eyes what I have since junior high; this she knows…
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The first thing she asks after inquiring about me, while gripping me in enveloping hug: how my wife is, the kids are we talk amiably, deeply about our lives, families. Stuff. I see in her eyes what I have since junior high; this she knows…