Whenever Jessie moved into the house above mine in a light-blue two-story Victorian near the Panhandle, I didn’t learn she ended up being hitched.

Whenever Jessie moved into the house above mine in a light-blue two-story Victorian near the Panhandle, I didn’t learn she ended up being hitched. Used to don’t know it whenever we kissed or whenever we woke up collectively or when we visited get coffees. Perhaps not until 30 days into our neighbors-with-benefits relationship, while seated…

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