College came and went. For four years I was “in love” with Mr. Big Man on Campus. I thought we were meant to be. The Universe often put us together. Need proof? When I asked him in a letter to be my first, and he never replied on pen and paper or a phone call, the Big Man Upstairs intervened. A week after…
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