He wasn’t her first. Not by a long shot. But there was something odd about this one, she reflected. Not odd like weird, odd as in striking. He never ran out of things to talk about.
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Avoiding my shopping trips, I only experimented with fish curry when my husband wanted it. I even stopped interacting with anyone else from the neighbourhood. Cooped up at home, I stalked the society phonebook and f...