This time… it wasn’t a date. You remember her. The younger woman I met at a party. The do-I, don’t-I moment about shaving the grays in my beard. The I-wasn’t-even-born-yet during Hurricane Andrew girl. Yes, her. That was almost two months ago. An eternity ago. Since then, she and I have become friends. You know, we talk on the phone, text,…
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