Sometimes

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At times,  my only coping mechanism is to fantasize that  none of what happened is real,  that he’s moved out, demanded a divorce,  and that he’s out there somewhere, living the life that he always wanted.

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About Vicki Caroline Cheatwood

Writerly. Rebooting. Evolving. Searching for great chicken salad.
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