The girls gave me a limitless amount of time to talk about Andy, and I was reminded of how lucky I am to have them. I talked then they talked—they offered their insights and advice and stories of comparison. The more we talked, the better I felt. In the same way our group of friends dealt with every crisis, I was going to talk my way back to sanity with them. Sleepy from all the wine and talking and lounging around, we went to bed early after dinner. I was sharing a room with Jane, which we hadn’t done in years, and as we giggled our way to sleep in the dark delirium of lights-out, I was
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