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Exit Stage Left

I’ll be honest. There have been times being single that I’ve wanted to disappear. Most repeatedly and vividly, after seeing the disappointment in my mother’s face, with no son-in-law in sight. Also, at a wedding, when all the guests, with the exception of several old ladies in the corner, paired off for a dance. Or as the 23rd wheel at a holiday dinner, with my only compadres being the preteens at the kid’s table. Happily, this is not one of those days.

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