I caught you.
Not coming home, you lied.
We're all adults here.
A full century between us.
"I need to back away" you said.
"To figure myself out" you said.
At fifty-two, what's left to figure out?
She's left her husband.
You stayed the night.
That sums things up, right?
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Molly Roland is a writer by nature, and she enjoys stepping over the invisible lines society loves to draw.