and Skyped from Israel with the man who kept telling her he was nowhere near even wanting to move in together, let alone get married or have kids, like she was ready to do. Which was what he had been telling her for almost two years. She vacillated between making excuses for him, declaring she was ready to end it, and, way too often, calling herself “unlovable.” Astrid was a lawyer, and an über-tough broad for a tiny ex-gymnast, so all of this always came in the form of “jokes,” but it was wearing on her. She was thirty-five, beautiful, smart, well-traveled, successful, and acutely aware that
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