My Husband Left Me For My Best Friend, Then Tried …

chosen.

That was mine.

I had paid for it in a currency I hadn’t expected to spend, and I would not have chosen the price, but I had paid it, and I was here.

And October was beautiful again.

And Biscuit had found something fascinating near the fence post.

And the afternoon light was long and gold and entirely, completely mine.

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