Okay, I fear I may have upset some of you with my JSC story, so I figured I owe you the happy ending. The happy ending is that this woman, suddenly all alone with two children under five, found true love within a year and is now with a wonderful, sane, financially responsible man. Who adores her kids. And appears, for all intents and purposes, to be her "The One."
Happy, right?
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4 comments:
Happy. :)
Dude, upset? I love that kind of thing. Bring on the psychos! Show me the guns! Regale me with the financial destruction of entire families! :)
Happy. Thanks for filling in the blanks!
That's for giving the rest of the story.
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