BEHIND CLOSED DOORS: Shadows Of A Perfect Life
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ts of coffee, and probably dicked around on the Internet for a while before finally deciding to get
," I said, feeling a twinge of regret. I'd gotten use
"I could g
you just
this morning on the Yeti, got some breakfast
one on two r
ched, and I tried to swallow that benign envy that here
the side door, toward Allie's house. "That's your n
" I said. "Her name's Allie. De
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know, I d
she wasn't-I'd hit t
ugh we were in our early 30s now, his attitude hadn't
mpression, okay? I'm the one
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e window was open, but I couldn't hear what they were saying, no matter how hard I strained. Ben's back was to me, and he was partially blocking Allie's face, though it looked like they were having a conversation of sorts. She had a smile on her face, I could see that much, and then it looked like she wa
was backward. "Well..." he said, and then he
I asked, trying to
really looking to get in a relationship right now." He laughed. "Not that I was aski
sy,"
soon, but he thought it looked like I could get another couple hundred miles out of it first. When Declan woke up, we all piled
ston University, and she told me a friend of hers who worked at a clinic in rural Maine was going to be moving to California soon and was actively looking to hire a replacement, as opposed to shutting the clinic. When I had first started
than five minutes with them. What I hadn't been expecting was Ben to move, too, but he did, some six months later, saying that he want
und; most often it would be me, pushing Declan in the swing or chasing him down the plastic slide, with a gaggle of mothers all sitting together, gossiping at a picnic
could do to change that. It was easy to think back to mistakes that had been made and how things could have been done different