A Familiar Stranger

by A.R. Torre

Other men choose women they can’t live without. Mine chose a woman who was unlikely to live without him.

My mother used to say that she’d cut the balls off any man who ever cheated on her.

God, I could use some color.

According to my new book, affairs were often more than just carnal need. They were about receiving attention or fighting insecurity.

with almost two decades together . . . What did my life look like without Mike? Who was I without him? My identity was rooted in being a wife, a mother, in having his support, his feedback.

I was bored with him. I wanted passion and excitement, which were the antithesis of him.

Without my marriage and my motherhood, I had nothing else?

I told him about the annual trips we took to Winnemucca, Nevada.

colonoscopy-prep levels of gut-wrenching shitassery.

“The young never do. But that doesn’t mean that they don’t suffer the sins of their fathers, right?”