My Dead Husband Returned With Another Woman

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stillness, I walked

under my boots. The night air was

g up at the stars. They were brighte

se same stars and won

is small, simple life that

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and guileless in the moonlig

olen him. She

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rubbing her lower spine

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on my kitchen table because the nearest hosp

at me, her e

stared at the door like he was wai

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d known?"

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e door where Dan

looked at me. And he wasn't a

ling until my knu

her. Because he had f

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