PART 16 – I Read My Own Bank Statement Again One Year Later and Finally Understood What Henry, Scott, and I Had All Confused With Love
One year after I first opened my bank statement at Dottie’s kitchen table, another one arrived in my mailbox. My mailbox. Not Dottie’s. Not Scott’s email. Mine. The envelope contained …
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