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Two Plane Tickets to Savannah and the Sixty Day Marriage Agreement

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The living room was warm, the radiator under the window clicking softly as it heated the room. I walked over to the hallway table, picking up the blue notebook that had been our constant companion for the last sixty days.

The cover was slightly worn at the corners, the blue cardboard showing white creases from being carried in my purse and left continue reading …

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