Nathan stood frozen on the sidewalk in his wedding suit, the woman from the silver car looking between us. \u201cYou followed me,\u201d he said quietly. It wasn\u2019t an accusation. It sounded almost like relief. I couldn\u2019t speak. My mind was already racing through every terrible possibility, another woman, a second family, a marriage that had been a lie for ten years.<\/p>\n
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Then the woman spoke gently. \u201cNathan, I\u2019ll give you a minute.\u201d She walked toward the building, and I saw the sign above the door for the first time: a community center, and beneath it, a smaller banner I couldn\u2019t quite read. Nathan took a breath and reached into his pocket, pulling out the note I had written that morning, the one I\u2019d assumed he threw away with the food. \u201cI keep every one,\u201d he said, his voice cracking. \u201cTen years of them. In a box.\u201d He looked at me with an expression I had never seen on my husband\u2019s face\u2026<\/p>\n
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