“I love you very much, and when we got married it was my hope that we’d be together forever,” he states, “but that mirror thing”—he points behind me to the wall design I just installed—“is pissing me off. I lose my equilibrium whenever I walk in here.” I turn around and break into a smile, looking at the array of mirrors installed on the walls, which reflect the mirrors on the opposite wall. Turning back to him, I lift my chin, nodding. “You’ll get used to it.” “You say that all the time,” he whines. “I put up with the gothic fireplace in our converted barn home in Thunder Bay, the sewing
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