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My neighbor's husband died last year and every week, we have a whine and wine night. We cry on each other's shoulders because my ex walked out the same month her husband died. We laugh a lot, too. I try to date and she has no desire to do that. I'm writing a story about it.

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Klara Jane Holloway
Klara Jane Holloway

Written by Klara Jane Holloway

I write about my experiences in life. Some mundane, some sad, some funny, and hopefully none boring!

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