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I guess I can’t ask you to keep it open every week, just in case, but maybe I can
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I wonder what you would do if you read this letter. But I’ll never find out
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And there we sat, you and I, for the next six Yom Kippurim — a wonderful “table shidduch”
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“I have to be honest with you, dear. It just seems problematic to me that you’d want to take it easy at this age”
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My heart skipped a beat. Sudden tears pricked my eyelids. What was coming next? What didn’t I know?
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I thought that divorce meant saying goodbye to one person in your life