Tallie doing something small like that made him feel loved. The costumes, the food—someone else was taking control, even about tiny decisions. For so long with Christine he had to make every decision, check every lock, pay every bill, make every breakfast, every lunch and dinner. All of it had wrung him out, but he didn’t have to worry about that anymore. Christine: a bucket filled to the top that he’d been asked to carry through a war zone, over fiery coals, in a hot air balloon, on a shaky roller coaster. Their relationship, doomed from the start. She spilled out and over, and there was
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